Talia didn't want to delusion herself with the thought of having this man and being with him. Not after her rejection. And especially not when she finally got away from her father's grasps. She was already living a beautiful and peaceful life in the small town she was living in. Why was he here?
Did he come to take her back to her father? Just the thought of being forced to return to her father's side instilled a tremendous fear and rage inside of her.
With her hands free, she pushed the man away. However, compared to her humanly strength, against the godly strength of a Tarvan, her small fists and attempt to push him away was comparable to a child tussling about with a grown adult man. It was hopeless. And Talia already knew that.
Out of her hopelessness and anger, she screamed atop of her lungs, "Let go of me and get away from me!"
Perhaps, her words surprised the man as his red glowing eyes widened. However, he didn't budge as though he didn't hear her words.
