Harissa looked Silas in the eye. His words didn't make much sense in their current situation.
"Harissa... the power you lost, do you want it back? I can give it to you," Silas said to her, and the girl seemed to be in disbelief as she heard his words.
"What do you want from me?" she asked, feeling she would be deceived again.
For some reason, Silas could feel the fear she was emitting and bent down to reach her eye level.
"You don't need to be afraid. I'm not going to use you like they did. I need information from you. In exchange, I will give you power and the privilege of being my ally."
Harissa stared into his eyes. She couldn't sense any hidden intent or malicious behavior.
In this world, where only cultivators reached the pinnacle and gained respect from millions of commoners, if one is weak, they can never make an impact in the heavens.
