"I see that even on a neutral island, humans and bloodborns aren't on the best of terms," Victor said as the two took the elevator up to the third floor of the building.
"Sigh, if I had it within me, I would've killed them all. The way they look at me, and the way they treat me… I grew sick of it." Resting her back on the wall, Nameless exhaled a long, tired breath. Her eyes were shining with a dreadful glint of hatred.
Victor looked at Nameless with a calm expression. "What is stopping you from getting back at those who treat you horribly?"
"... If I do anything, I would be killed. This island is a curse and a blessing for me. Do you know what a neutral area is?" She asked back.
"Isn't it a place that doesn't belong to any human territory as you mentioned?"
