"Are you strong? Are you immortal? What made you think that you would survive consumption of the level six herb?" Cassiel's voice was full of blame and worries. He grabbed her shoulders and squeezed them, the flame inside him burning and torturing his mind with the image of her pale body without any signs of warmth.
He felt like dying himself if something was to happen to her.
"Or, did you absorb the ice essence while knowing that your chance to survive is close to zero? Were you planning on dying?" His last sentence was whispered as if he was afraid of the truth. Violet always moved according to her beliefs, and if she thought that her life was not as important as someone else, she would always choose to sacrifice herself.
What happened now can repeat itself at any time.
He must change her mindset first before she puts herself in danger again.
