Lusica knew that he was not an opponent of the man before him, but the powers of the darkness allowed him to bring destruction to his enemies. However, he still needed to kill the princess after the saint.
Although he did not know the saint, making her easier to kill, the princess was his lord's beloved. He has seen how he looks at her as if nothing else mattered, but at the end of the day, things needed to matter.
"You have an interesting thought process, kiddo," the Healer Guardian smiled. "I want to know how the Seika managed to pick someone that would bite his hand."
"I am making sure he returns."
"You have very little faith in him?"
The question made Lusica's mind shake. It was true that the Seika could do anything, but the saint did not seem to be lying, and it made sense somehow because he could also feel himself losing control over time without the Seika.
