"Wait, Master, Master!"
Firomina mistakenly thought Ashina was abandoning their lord. She frantically waved her hands, tears welling up in her eyes, but Ashina still dragged her along.
"He actually sent his pets away first. How interesting. But do you really think they can escape?"
Dark Curse snorted coldly and shot forward like a ghost, charging into the forest.
"Don't go!"
Phield reached out anxiously.
"Hahaha, Phield, how does it feel? Are you feeling despair yet? Desperate expressions are my favorite. They're absolutely wonderful."
Phield resolutely drew his sword. If he wanted to distance himself from them, he had to keep up the act.
"Don't get so cocky. I'll fight to the very end."
"You're actually not running? Not bad at all. I never expected there to be an oddball like you among the nobles."
Brinda forced herself to stay alert.
"What can you possibly do to me? You're all going to die."
Biskaly laughed triumphantly.
