Ren Hilton's POV
I emerged from the shadows in search of the next target. Only their leader is left after I killed, like, five of their members in the last hour.
I also need to return before Anabelle realises I'm missing or before I accidentally run into her.
"Where do you think he'd be?" Blaze enquired. Initially wary of all that killing someone propaganda, he is now eager to hear what I have to say.
Maybe because I included him in the last attack, he helped me quite a bit by surprising that stout guy.
"I don't want you to die here, Princess, but rather because if you do, we won't know what will happen to me, and I don't want to vanish into a cloud of smoke or dust because I don't have any energy left to keep my shape." Blaze made an effort to justify himself, but I know that he is simply refusing to acknowledge that he enjoyed helping me kill.
