Dust was still floating in the air as you landed next to Mark, leaving the defeated enemy at your feet. He stood up, his jaw set and his fists clenched. It didn't matter that you had saved his life, he still hated you for the things you had done in the past.

"Cecil can trust you, but I don't."

He snarled, his gaze blazing with rage.

"Make one mistake, just one, and I'll be the one to finish you off. Did you hear me?"