Villain Ch 1836. Show Me Why You Think You Deserve to Live?
She stumbled forward, nearly tripping over a corpse. She spun, blades raised, panting.
Allen tilted his head, smirk still carved into his face.
"Go on," he said. "Keep pretending you want to kill me."
Her lip trembled. Rage. Fear. Shame. All of it mixed in her chest.
But deep down?
She knew the truth.
She couldn't.
Not him.
Not Allen.
Not the Devil Emperor who still haunted her skin like a brand.
And judging by his smirk—he knew it too.
Azura's breath hitched, and her blades trembled in her grip. She was surrounded by blood, screams, and the echo of steel, but it felt like the whole battlefield narrowed to just him. His eyes. That cruel smile carved across his lips, sharp as the edge of his sword.
And then—
"Azura! MOVE!"
