— "Just eliminate anyone in your way."
Sitting in front of a wooden round table, alone in her dormitory room, Isanna pondered the frank words that seemed to neglect some considerations, which came out of her half-brother's mouth.
Clink–!
Continuously stirring the glass of evening hot cocoa, quite subconsciously, Isanna contemplated as her mellow voice filled the air.
"I know that he's not the same as before, exponentially so, but to think that's the kind of advice he would give..."
— "What do you mean by eliminating anyone? That's a bit of broad advice, don't you think so?"
— "Isanna, I know you are capable of it now. You should create or reform whatever principles you have when it comes to treating someone, then let it become the threshold of your patience."
— "Threshold of my patience..?"
