There was no getting away from Xenos. It's like he could see right through you, always knowing your next move even before you do.

You didn't mean to summon the personification of darkness. It was an accident. Being a witch is hard, and you're still new to it.

"Will you stop fleeing?" Xenos asked crudely, a faint scoff escaping his throat as if he was ashamed of your behavior.

"You mortals never know when to stop, do you?"