"For a moment there, I thought you were going to spare him," Kingsley spoke, his voice calm yet edged with curiosity as he observed the retreating figure of the woman.
"I don't know her well enough to grant such favours," Anthony replied, shaking his head subtly. Had someone like Aaaninja or Lucian asked, perhaps even Charles, or maybe Orion, he might have entertained the notion, but not for someone he had never encountered, someone who carried no prior bond with him.
"Well... he asked for it. He can only blame himself," Vega stated, her voice smooth and controlled, her eyes shifting momentarily toward the human whose body she had subtly restrained with her presence. As she spoke, a quiet authority underlined her tone, "you may leave."
