Harris pinned his gaze on the sleeping woman in front of the fire she had created with her meager fire magic. He took off his coat, shrugging away Juzi who was hiding inside his chest pocket the whole time.
Stumbling onto the snow, the tiny white rat shivered. 'My Liege?'
Juzi's message sent through telepathy earned him a glare from Harris. 'Send that coat to the brat or she will freeze to death.'
'So what if she dies, My Liege? She is not of our own. Her kind is our enemy.' Juzi could not help but reply. It was too late for him to regret his words.
An invisible force pressed the tiny rat down as soon as a sharp gaze shifted on his small body. With his face on the snow, the force kept on getting stronger. 'I am sorry, My Liege! I will give her this coat! I will give this coat to the little girl!'
Only then was he able to breathe. The force of his gaze dwindle right after Harris shifted his gaze to the southwest of his direction. "Pests."
