"Let's have a truce," Aaron called out clearly.
"I don't want to kill her."
He was speaking to the young girl, but more accurately, to whatever ancient being currently possessed her body.
"Besides," he added, gesturing casually at Shen Lingxue's fragile form, "I doubt a frail body like hers can withstand your full released strength. So to save us both the tedious hassle of seeing who outlives the other, let's just end this battle here."
The young girl froze mid-motion.
For several long heartbeats she simply stood there, eyes distant, clearly weighing the offer.
The merged anima hovered behind her like silent guardians, pulsing with restrained power.
Finally, she gave a single, slow nod.
"I will spare you today," the mature, sweet voice spoke through Shen Lingxue's lips.
"But as a favour for sparing you… protect her with your life."
"Hey," Aaron shot back immediately, irritation flashing across his face.
