Royal Palace — Hulk's Room
Sweat rolled down Hulk's forehead as his body convulsed in his sleep. His fists clenched the sheets, jaw trembling. "I must protect Lord Azreal... Lord Azreal...!" he muttered through gritted teeth, until suddenly—
"LORD AZREAL!"
His eyes shot open. He bolted upright, gasping for air. The dim candlelight flickered in the room as he scanned the space. No enemies. No danger. Silence. Hulk groaned, gripping his head as a wave of dizziness crashed into him.
"Just a dream... No... A nightmare."
His heart pounded as he staggered out of bed. Despite the dull ache in his limbs, he burst from the room, dashing barefoot down the palace corridor.
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Azreal's Room
Hulk skidded to a halt and slammed his fist against the door.
"Excuse me!" he shouted.
The door creaked open, revealing Nena and Laisa sitting by Azreal and Aria—both lying unconscious on the bed. Nena looked up, her eyes wide. She rushed to Hulk, throwing her arms around him.
