Chapter 8: Honor
When Bianca finally calmed down, she sniffled adorably. Unfortunately, while Elian wanted to comfort her, he couldn't. Although they were together at the moment, an entire plane of existence separated them.
Feels like one of those weird long-distance relationships...
Thinking in such terms, Elian believed the situation would get better. After all, if Bianca could bind his soul to something, then shouldn't she be able to do the same to herself?
Although, I don't even know how jobs work yet. I was excluded from those classes.
"Why were you even waiting here, Elian? Shouldn't you be preparing to move?"
Bianca's question caught the boy off guard. He could only turn to the piled-up remains of his master. Following his line of sight, Bianca grew agitated.
"Don't tell me you did something so foolish as protecting a pile of bones? Do you have any idea what would've happened if an alarm from the ants triggered?"
Despite the woman's fierce rebuke, Elian replied curtly.
"I know. But I couldn't let them desecrate the honor of the one I serve."
"Honor?"
Like a wisp of smoke, Bianca's body vanished and reappeared standing over her remains. She pointed to them as she glared at Elian.