The Race

"Hmm, I wanted to give you a chance but since you said you're leaving then alright, bye," Gustav said and turned around.

"Eh? When did I say that?" Angy said with a frantic look as she reached out to grab him.

"I thought you were leaving?" Gustav turned around with a look of confusion.

"No, I'm not leaving, please give me a chance," Angy said with a pleading look.

Gustav chuckled internally after seeing her reaction.

"Alright then," Gustav said with a solemn look.

"Your Bloodline grants you speed right?" Gustav asked.

Angy nodded in affirmation.

"If you can beat me in a race, I'll let you join me during the night patrols," Gustav proposed.

Angy eyes slightly widened, "Beat you in a race?" she questioned with a doubt.

"Yes, if you cannot do this then I'm afraid you can't work with me," Gustav crossed his arms and leaned his back against his door while waiting for her response.