Zillia snorted in annoyance. "Are you serious, Kyrie? You wouldn't let me kill this pipsqueak?" She wasn't happy with the arrangement. It was clear as crystal in her crimson eyes she wanted nothing more than to rip the poor person apart.
"Yep, they are a small fry, thus not important enough to kill. I had more colorful, fantastical ideas about our pursuer. I thought they could've been interesting." Like a modern order of assassins coming after their heads.
Sadly, the reality was disappointing; it always found a way to shatter his expectations regarding tropes. The good, the bad, every trope. '
At least I don't have to worry about the bad ones.' The good of not having good or bad outcomes is that you don't need to fear the worst outcome between the two options; both are equally bad.
