"Take me with you."
These words echoed in Simon's ears, causing his killing intent to dissipate like the wind.
He looked at Sonya with a deep frown.
"You want to follow me?" He asked with a suspicious and baffled tone.
Sonya nodded, then she approached him and held his hand after releasing the earth that bound his ankles.
"Let's go. You were in a hurry before, why are you wasting time now?"
Simon's frown deepened slightly as he looked at her.
"Did you hear everything I said earlier? I plan on leaving the clan and one of the Grave Lords is after me."
Sonya nodded once again.
"I did. I might be blind but I'm not deaf."
Simon's expression became strange.
"Then why do you want to follow me?"
Sonya looked at him, and though Simon could not see her face because of her mask, he had a feeling that she had a serious expression behind her mask.
"Because I'm Honourable Sonya and I do what I want. Not even the Shadowgrave Clan or the gods can stop me from doing what I want."
