Ace glanced at the woman still standing stiffly before him, her shoulders trembling slightly.
"Lady," he said, voice calm but firm, "do you have a name?"
She flinched slightly, then replied, "Lilith."
Ace gave a small nod. "Lilith, aside from this fool," he gestured again towards the sliced remains of the village chief, "does he have any family?"
Her eyes widened. "No. But… what are you planning to do with them?"
Her panic was almost palpable.
A faint stream of glowing script slid across Ace's vision, his system activating again, as it always did when someone under his care harbored strong emotions.
[Please... Is he trying to kill off their family too? They've suffered enough already. That was the only man who earned in the family…]
Ace sighed internally. Right… since they'd officially sought shelter under the Sky High Sect, the passive ability that let him read surface thoughts had kicked in again.
