In the distance, Lereza turned her back to Wicked Tamer Jaxon Harrow as she gazed into the distance after sending Davis a soul transmission. She couldn't see his expression but knew he got her sincere plea, causing her to smile lightly.
'Selfish as it may be, perhaps, I'll earn your forgiveness in this way…'
She turned around, turning to look at Wicked Tamer Jaxon Harrow, who blinked at her with shock.
"You're telling me to… choose you?"
"Hardly…" Lereza smirked playfully as she raised both her hands, crossed, and threw her middle finger over the index finger as she clenched them, "I'm saying that I might not be the one to die today."
