Salicia charged forward, her weapon in hand. She imdiately took a casual swipe at , forcing to leap back to avoid it. I had to pull back my perception, no longer able to reach the strange bond within Calypso. The girls could see being attacked by Salicia, and they imdiately reacted to it. With the Bandits having lightened their attacks significantly, the girls redoubled their efforts attacking the barrier that separated us from them. More and more cracks ford along the barrier, but it might still be a minute or two before they could finally get through.
“Salicia!” I cried out, pulling out my blade and hitting hers.
After absorbing a great deal of the dungeon’s miasma and replenishing my soul, I was able to resist her strike. Unfortunately, I wasn’t spec’d for close combat at the mont. Furthermore, I was trying to maintain the link with Calypso. I felt like the only way I could defeat her was through this miasmic link. If that was lost, then I had a feeling like she would escape and all of this would have beco aningless.
Salicia seed completely unresponsive to my words, instead, attacking several more tis. As she did so, Calypso started using her will to extradite from our attachnt. She was resistant to my absorbance and trying to reassert her control over the dungeon. The miasma connection between us continued to shrink, and once again, Bandits began to flood into the rink, forcing the girls to beco distracted. anwhile, Salicia’s attacks grew more and more brutal.
If Salicia had been going all out from the beginning, it was possible that she would have defeated in an instant. However, her attacks were slow and thodical, like a robot simply carrying out its command without any emotions. That’s when I noticed Salicia’s eyes. I had avoided paying too much attention to Salicia recently. That was because she likely functioned as Calypso’s eyes and ears. I was afraid if I put too much attention her way, she’d notice sothing and I’d be found out.
As I looked into her eyes at this mont, I saw reluctance. I could see Calypso growing frustrated by this as well.
“Kill him! Just kill him!” She cried out.
“Salicia, don’t.”
This wasn’t a slave order. A slave order wouldn’t work on Salicia. A slave order punished soone for acting against their master’s will. It didn’t choose for a person, but it punished them for making the wrong choice. As for Salicia, she had no will. She had no choice. Calypso made her do what she did, so naturally, there wasn’t even a point to the order. However, I didn’t ask her as her master. I asked her myself. I looked directly at her, and she looked back. Slowly, she began to raise the blade in her hand, planning to bring it down on my head. I could see pain and anger, although it was hidden behind an expressionless face. A realization shot through , and a small smile ford on face. At first, I was going to plead with her. I was going to try to speak to her humanity and the relationships between and her. Then, I rembered who I was talking to.
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