"Haha, didn't expect you to be so gutsy, not afraid of death at all." The woman in black fiddled with the dagger in her hand, waving it in front of the Soul Destroyer.
"If it weren't for the Boss, I'd be dead long ago. You can kill me, but one day, the Boss will kill you to avenge me." Soul Destroyer looked tough as iron, seeming prepared for a 'heroic sacrifice.' But he misunderstood; the woman in black actually needed him and wouldn't kill him.
"If it weren't for me saving you today, you'd be dead there. Saving you counts as sincerity, doesn't it?" The woman in black sneered, sat down slowly, her face hidden by a veil, so Soul Destroyer couldn't see her smile, but could imagine its intriguing nature.
"Hey, lady, I was already escaping, wasn't I? You stopped me." Soul Destroyer was bewildered, he was almost out when she appeared and blocked his way, then brought him here. Now she's claiming to have saved him—it's not 'the thief crying, "Stop thief!"'?
