Beyond the Divorce

Atlas swiftly ran toward the door with me while Cane and Dylan provided cover for us. I shouted to Atlas, "What about my dad?"

Atlas didn't respond to my question, and I couldn't help but cry uncontrollably.

Walking away like this, I felt like I might never see him again.

Atlas's face was grim, but he forcefully led me away amidst the intense gunfire and explosions, jumping into the door.

Once inside, Atlas hugged me tightly and wiped away my tears. "Don't cry. Ensure your safety so we can continue searching for him. I haven't given up, and I won't. Trust me."

I understood what Atlas meant and believed he wouldn't give up. But at that moment, my inner reluctance consumed my thoughts.

I struggled to control my emotions and tearfully looked at Atlas. "Take Anya. She's still young."

"Don't worry, they won't leave her behind."

After saying that, Atlas dragged me without hesitation into the depths of the secret passage.

passage was narrow, allowing only two people to walk side by side. Atlas used his

indicating the intensity

in last, rushed ahead to clear the way. I kept looking back, worried

severely, suggesting a risk of collapse at any

me deeper into the

hasn't come in yet. I have to take her out. She's still young..." "Listen to me," he interrupted, carrying me off the ground. "We've got

me a chance

a button on the wall, which Dylan pressed forcefully, and the door

passage, we realized it was a fake tomb, with a large burial chamber surrounded by overgrown grass concealing the hidden stone

was indeed cunning. He

probably never expected to lose both his legs or that Anya would

breath, suppressing my anxiety and

were outside, the explosions continued relentlessly,

need to leave here quickly," Atlas said to

to say that Anya and the others