"What did you do to me?"
Vivienne panicked when she realized this pain might assault her every time she tries to defy one of the sect's greatest enemies.
"It's a sixth-grade Slavery Collar. The description said it can force anyone in the sixth stage or lower to obey me. I guess it does that by causing you extreme pain, but you know that better than me."
"I will not betray my sect!"
"You should, given how they take advantage of you. Anyway, it's not what the collar is for; I only want you to help me slip from their hands if they ever close on me."
"Hmph, you'll have to see me and give me a direct order, so I just won't be around."
She snorted and put on an act of a strong front.
"True. I order you to do your best to aid me whenever I'm in danger, and you can't actively avoid news about me. By the way, the collar will explode along with your head when I die, so let's do our best to keep me safe."
