"Isn't that only possible when she is dead?" The voice made both Aro, and Luciana raise their gaze.
To Aro, the lady holding her hand firmly was strange and unfamiliar, but to Luciana, she is her favourite maid.
"Azirin? What are you doing here?" Luciana managed to ask, her head spinning her. Her vision was blurry, and her body felt weak as if she was going to pass out anytime.
Azirin tightened her grip on Aro's hand before she removed the knives with her other hand. After she took the knives away, she returned her gaze to Luciana. "Isn't it obvious what I am doing here? Must I spell out everything for you?"
Luciana felt mad at her, but her state was making her feel pain instead of anger.
"Luciana, don't be stubborn. Get Dasya out of here, and leave this woman for me to handle!" She instructed Luciana.
Luciana stared at her for the last time before she returned her gaze to Dasya who was already unconscious.
