POV: Ash
Location: Northern Empire
"You should not attempt to kill someone unless you are prepared to die yourself," I muttered, my hands firmly gripping my staff as levitated right next to Lula.
Umbra giggled then laughed a loud laughter, her white teeth a stark contrast to her gloomy attire.
"You are telling me I should prepare to die?" she asked, her black eyes looking at us like we were nothing but pests.
Lula's voice vibrated the air around us as we levitated in the sky, her green eyes looking down at Umbra. "You don't sound like you care one bit for their death, the monster in your eyes is showing."
"Interesting," Umbra mumbled, her lips sucking on her forefinger. "The green one, so you can see it, the overwhelming joy in my eyes for my baby about to be born."
