The hesitation on her face was clear. Though the [Black Cloud] had become a criminal organization, she still saw it as what it originally was, a family.
Yet, unlike a family, the only thing keeping them at bay was her power as a 9th-Circle mage.
"…are you sure you can kill him?"
"As long he remains a Sword-Saint, I have a method to turn him into a vegetable," I replied confidently.
The method was, of course, the massive amounts of poison knowledge in my mind.
"…I need time to think, a lot of time…" She said slowly.
"There's no hurry, when you're sure of your decision, send me a letter just don't wait until you only have a few days left to live," I replied as I stood up.
"w-where are you going?" Natalya asked in a strange manner.
"I'll go get some sleep on the roof," I replied.
"Why don't you just sleep here, there's a free bed," she said.
"No, I need to think for a bit," I said as I left.