“Great, don’t take me out. I can still fight, let’s head for the Azdar dragon. I don’t need its blood, just a favor from you”
“What is it?” Sarah frowned at Isabella’s cold response. She remembered when they urged Isabella to show them her real person, she was cold before but at that time they could still share a conversation like friends, now however each of her replies was like she had no interest in talking with her. Her voice was the usual cold and unfeeling, if her eyebrows were still translucent, it would be even more difficult to share a conversation with her.
“Trust that I am still me,” Isabella said, her voice was as cold and unfeeling as before but her words showed her feelings for her friends were still there. Sarah understory what Isabella currently thought, she wanted a lif
