"I still say I wouldn't have been dead," he replied, rolling his eyes. His voice oozed defiance, but inside, his mind was whirring. Does she really think it's that easy to guess my plan?
"That's because you were planning to ask for a Holy Promise from him, weren't you?" Nova's voice cut through the air, cold as steel, her gaze fixed on Razeal like she could read him as easily as an open book.
"Maybe you were thinking if you beat him and claimed the Holy Promise, you'd use it to force the Church to forgive your sin. The one where you tried to harm Selena. And of course… they would have to accept it. Every single follower out there. Because a Holy Promise is sacred. Unbreakable."
Her eyes narrowed, her tone flat but sharp, dissecting his scheme without hesitation. "And once that's done, you wouldn't have to keep living in fear of dying at their hands. No more looking over your shoulder, waiting for a blade in the dark."
