Zenith was not weak. In fact, she had been a fierce presence during the first battle in the Demon Sea.
Frey would most definitely benefit from having her at his side.
He knew she wouldn't hesitate to throw away her life for the right cause.
That didn't seem right .. taking advantage of a broken woman like her.
But Frey didn't see it that way.
"Then let's give death a story worth writing in its records, Zenith."
He didn't try to stop her.
He didn't try to convince her to keep living.
That wasn't his role.
The only thing he could offer was a path to fight fiercely .. until the day life left her and she finally attained the death she longed for.
At the very least, her tale would be one worth remembering… if she followed him. That much was certain.
Zenith accepted his words with silent satisfaction.
He had given her exactly what she wanted to hear.
"I look forward to fighting by your side, Lord Frey."
"Then we're looking forward to the same thing."
