While Harvey held off the Mercury youth, Quinna, Annan, and Pankey quickly reached a consensus to cease fighting.

Annan was far from incapable of reading the room. At this point, they had no hope of escape. A large group of hunters stood watching them like predators, leaving prey like them with only one viable option, which was to seek refuge under a hunter who preferred keeping them alive as assets rather than killing them outright. No matter how much Annan disliked Quinna, she had to admit that becoming Quinna's "plaything" was a far better fate than becoming a prisoner of the Red Hats or the other noble families.

The moment Quinna released her, Annan shouted at the top of her lungs, "Harvey, Ashe, surrender to the Senheiser family! We are now their spoils of war!"

Right then, the other three Sacred Realm sorcerers finally broke free from the constraints of the artificial River of Flowing Gold and arrived on the scene. Naturally, their priority was to join the dispute over the spoils.

"Hey, hey, does this mean we came all this way for nothing?"

"We can't just hand everything over to the Senheiser family. At the very least, Ashe Heath must be brought to justice."

"Archibald Harvey cannot be handed over to them either!"

The newcomers were Cliose, the Weeping Sand of Azura, the Sacred Realm sorcerer from the Kessriel family, and Aina, the Crimson Cicada Duchess from the Good Moonlight Agency.

Standing alongside the Funeral Agency squad, Quinna waved her hand, releasing the Soul-Sealing Bullet restraints on everyone. In truth, the only one still affected by the restraints was Ashe. He remained weak and helpless, letting out faint groans.

Meanwhile, the other four Sacred Realm sorcerers fanned...