"Avion, you will not get anything from this, do you?"
Alisera interrogated. She no longer acted like a "damsel in distress" She then pointed the spoon at Avion's heart.
Vines spiraled and enveloped, making the spoon a proper weapon.
'... she's serious.'
Avion sipped in cold breath.
"Answer me. Are you forced or are you expecting some benefits?"
"I will answer that honestly. Only if you tell me first, what you will do once you know the truth?"
Avion became stubborn. He didn't know the exact reason. Was he that desperate not to put Darea in Alisera's sight? Does he want to protect Alisera from Darea?
"If you did it on your own accord, I will kill you. But if you're forced..."
Alisera stopped and smiled, removing her weapon from Avion's chest.
"...?"
"We really are the same..."
"Huh?"
"Don't worry, Avion. Just tell me. Is it them who forced you?"
Avion got confused.
