Ralaza Heavenshade glanced at Davis before returning her gaze to his son, who had reluctantly turned to her while still kneeling and cupped his hands, bowing.
"Fairy Ralaza, I sincerely apologize for making a killing move. I realize now that I was just being too cautious or even scared, eliminating people before they could gain an advantage over me. I realize I was wrong."
"You…" Ralaza Heavenshade's gaze went complicated.
She looked as though she was put in a spot. As a cultivator, she also understood that every battle here is a part of life and death. She was naturally angry at being ambushed, but she never said it was wrong, so for Azariel to apologize, she didn't know where to spend this anger.
She could only look at Davis, feeling complicated.
