Becoming A Slave (2)
It was as if he was looking at a ghost, but was that only because I was weak, or was it because I was too strong for him to even detect my power… he would never know.
And as my mouth was still next to his ear, I decided to try and make everything easier for me.
"You better get these eyes off of me before I tear them out myself,"
He slowly nodded with a drop of sweat running down his cheek, staying weary of me as he attempted to calm down the surrounding slaves.
That was easier than I thought.
The ride to the outer walls of the massive city wasn't as long as I had expected, but the slaves surrounding me definitely felt something else compared to me.
Even Aisa, who was normally calm and collected when it came to tight situations like this, began to squirm and shift in her seat, feeling a bit claustrophobic.