"I want to save them all!" Immortal Witch spoke, her voice trembling but determined.
Xia Tian, the Immortal Witch's captor, slowly opened his eyes and stared at her, a sly smile playing on his lips as he pretended to be surprised. "Oh, but that wasn't the option," he taunted. He knew how mortals usually reacted to his choices, bound by their limited perspectives and predictable responses.
Yet, this instance was a rarity, where a glimmer of unpredictability shone in the Immortal Witch's eyes.
If any other person had dared to challenge his expectations like the Immortal Witch did, they would impress him and would have earned a reward from Xia Tian, but he had already predicted her choice, so no reward for the immortal witch.
"I don't care, master. I want to save them all. Can you make it happen? Just take me in place of them or tell me what I need to do," the Immortal Witch's determined voice echoed through the vast, dimly lit hall.
