After Oshim finished narrating, she stared at Malik and Safiya, who had been silent, listening attentively. Safiya shook her head, her hands shaking, but Malik's grip on hers made her relax.
"I will be fighting against demons," she bit her lip, her gaze traveling to Malik, "I can-"
"Fiya," his hand caressed her cheek, "You can do this," he added, "I believe in you."
Safiya shook her head, her grip on his hand tightened, then she stared at Oshim, "I can't do this."
Oshim sighed; her voice was calm when she spoke, "You can, Safiya."
"The only thing I ever wanted was to avenge my father's death," she took a deep breath, "And I thought this pendant would bring me closer to what happened. Since the king is my suspect, I would have used this-"