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Lost control

— During the performance of the Amathea's Warriors,

Callisto is wearing a linen cloak, watching the stage from a small distance, hidden in the shadows of the night. His eyes are fixed firmly beyond the stage. They're locked on Rhea.

And with his arms crossed, he barely blinks.

“I shouldn't have allowed her to come…” He mutters to himself.

“If you're so worried, why didn't you go with her?” Skôll asks with a yawn.

Callisto's eyes land on Skôll, who's also wearing a linen cloak, but with a nonchalant posture. He opens his lips to answer him sharply, but gives up, pursing his lips and turning his eyes to Rhea again.

Why didn't he go with her? Being around that she-wolf is dangerous. Ever since Callisto marked her, his behavior has become increasingly strange. His self-control has always been a virtue. Even when overcome by hatred, Callisto can reason with precision. All his attitudes have always been aimed at the best possible results. This is why acting impulsively or giving in to ins
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