"Can you help her?" Axel's voice rang out and Nana's face turned rigid and her eyes snapped back to look at Axel.
"Why should I?" She asked in disdain, folding her arms across her chest. That was the last thing she would ever do. There's no way she would throw away this one chance of getting back at her enemies.
"I think I put it wrongly. I know you can help her and I need you to do it. Now." He demanded instead. Now was not the time to ask questions that will only lead to more questions. He needed a solution right now to put his mind at ease. He could hear Alita groaning in pain and he couldn't bear it anymore.
"Helping her is equal to shooting myself in the leg, Prince Axel. I'm sorry, but I can not do it." Nana refused. She wanted this, so why should she stop it?
