"What makes you think I will allow you!?" Torak's voice turned dangerously low and frosty as he approached her.
"Your presence now will not help her. Until she could stabilize her spirit, you and your kind better limited your presence around her." Serefina brushed a strand of hair away from Raine's face.
"Why do I have to believe you?!" Only God knew of how much willpower that Torak needed to restrain himself from ripping the witch apart for suggesting that.
"You see yourself how I fixed her." Serefina shrugged nonchalantly, wasn't even bothered by the fact Torak's eyes had turned black. "I didn't say that you can't get close to her, just reduce your interaction. And for your information, if you didn't notice yet, I came with my own volition to help."
Torak glared at her when she walked past him. "If I can't get close to her, then on what basis you can!?" It was simply nonsense in his ears.
