Mortals are fragile, but their minds were set to be the same as ours in the beginning. It is just how we train ourselves. Mortals lack of that training, thus causing their mind to be easily trampled over and crushed.
“Well, now that is the first time someone was saying no to you,” I can hear Altore’s voice right next to my ear. I turn to the side to meet face to face with an amused look dominating his facial expression, his lips so close to my cheek. And from there, I can smell fresh blood taken through those same pair of lips, probably just seconds ago.
“You are not expecting me to say the typical ‘there is a first for everything’, aren’t you? Because that is just too ancient,” I say, using the same word that he had used before at the front entrance.
His lips form a smirk and his eyes
