Eliseline did not seem to like the answer that much. She held the blade closer to Savine's neck, drawing a drop of blood. Due to the position, Eliseline's clothes clung tightly to her body, revealing the honed and lean muscles underneath.
"Don't act smart." Eliseline growled. "Who are you? Where did you come from? Answer me!"
Savine wanted to sigh. She knew that even if she told the whole truth, the woman atop her wouldn't believe a single word.
"I know it's surprising, but I'm the person who I claim to be. But since you don't believe me for whatever suspicions you might possess… then you can tell me what those suspicions are and I'll try to explain myself to the best of my capabilities."
This was the best answer she could give. Eliseline was also actually asking very broad questions, but Savine wasn't really sure of the context.
"What do you mean?" Eliseline asked.
