It was true that Quinlan lived in a completely different world, but…
He was on her side.
"You're tougher than most, I'll give you that… This Child of Agony class is in the perfect hands." Azura murmured, more to herself than to Iris. Her voice was cold, detached, carrying no malice but also no sympathy.
She crouched down and her eyes narrowed as she studied Iris's bloodied figure.
"You're not unconscious, yet you seem to be out of it… I can't help but wonder if the artifact malfunctioned. Why were you not taken to safety? Anyhow, I'm not a sadist. I'll put you out of your misery."
She raised her blade and aimed it directly at Iris's heart.
