Davis returned his gaze to the cliff, his eyes flickering at the unending darkness that seemed as though wanting to devour him. No matter how he thought, this phenomenon didn't seem to be natural, making him assume that her species was cursed.
However, such things didn't make him feel anything untoward about her.
"Nadia, would you be willing to die for me?"
Still remaining by Nadia's side, he grasped her arms and set his intense gaze on her, his emotions at an extreme high, but his composed mind couldn't help but scream at him.
What's the vilest thing the heavens could do to stop Nadia, a Nether Springs Death Wolf, from procreating? It's to cause her to die if all else fails. Although his body was calm and his expression composed, his anger had touched a peak, filling him with extreme frustration everywhere his emotions could settle.
