RAGNA POV...
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'What a tragic pity…
You really did come to the wrong person.'
The thought echoed lazily in my mind as a smile crept across my lips, slow and deliberate, like a blade being drawn inch by inch from its sheath. At that moment, there was no longer even a fragment of reason left in my gaze—whatever hesitation or morality I once possessed had long since evaporated, and my crimson eyes sank deep into shadow, heavy with intent.
'Did you truly believe I would be magnanimous enough to save you?'
I knew better than to act rashly. With the black steel Knights watching the battlefield like hawks, I couldn't afford to openly slaughter a vicious wolf without inviting suspicion.
But saving a comrade?
Ah… that was harmless. No one would question that.
