"G-GET AWAY FROM ME!"
Salak shouted and tried to crawl away from the black-haired elven mage supported by the human warrior.
"...there was a time when I had hope that you would return for me... you know...?"
"...!"
Lairs's voice was so calm and composed that it made Rotte flinch and look at her in confusion – and then the warrior slightly on the bigger side had realized that it was absolutely not the case...
The black-haired elf's anger simply went over a certain threshold and it was no longer possible to express it with a furious expression, hence Lairs's face lost all emotion.
"You...! Who would have returned for you! Because I gave birth to you I was banished from my home! I sacrificed everything for you and then you turned out to be cursed! The only mistake I made was to not kill you off immediately once I saw your disgusting black hair!"
