Leonel pulled his hand back, taking deep breaths to try to calm himself. He didn't have a target to vent on right now; he had already killed all of the Adurna family's army. And, now that he was finished, he didn't have anything else to focus his anger on.
"Leonel…" Aina said softly, looking up at him with a pleading expression.
Leonel felt his heart breaking when he saw how fragile she looked. She was one of the strongest women he knew, and yet they had made her end up in such a state.
Aina had been carrying a burden all alone since she was a child. His journey had only started days before his 18th birthday, but she had been pushing herself hard since she was a mere toddler.
Every step of the way, she took it with a grit of her teeth and hardly a falter. Part of what made her so fragile in the face of the Puppet Master was precisely because he took away the one aspect of her life that she could control completely and wholly: her own body.
