Chapter 86

“Don’t you care? If you come out of this alive or not?” I asked and he twisted his head, staring at me with a strange look on his face. Confusion? Myrtle leaned back in her seat, taking a more relaxed and somber glance at him. She looked like she already figured it out.

“Of course I want to live! But I’m a Pact Mage, and we can’t afford to sit on the sidelines, sipping tea and watching all of my friends going to war. “Oh hey Ashe. You’re a Pact Mage. How was that big fight between two dragons to change the fate of the world? Oh, I don’t know! I was a wuss and didn’t go!” There was a silence as Ashe gripped his teacup candle so tight I could swear the porcelain was going to shatter.

“Perhaps I’ve overestimated your intelligence if the only reason you’re here is a sense of duty or youthful adventure. Or maybe you’ll prove me a pessimist.” I could tell that Myrtle’s words made Ashe quite furious, but he didn’t say a word.