Helix's eyes widened with shock, and the news flooded his face with anxiety.
His eyes glided to the left as his brain went through all the information at lightning speed.
When he got to the blood pact, he grimaced with a pained expression.
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"The rules of the blood pact are simple.
You make an oath between two parties, and the Myriad record will require that the oath is carried out.
The oath is simple. You declare you will fight a person in a death match.
I will release Whitney Skarrot's servant Mira Iris if you arrive, and I must protect her from future harm." A man in a guard uniform stated.
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"The blood back required him to protect you from future harm." Helix whispered.
Mira's eyes welled with tears.
"Yes…." She whimpered.
"That request… was extremely misguided and brutal." He whispered in disbelief.
Helix looked up at Mira.
"Did the guard start protecting you daily?"