I didn't spare her another glance. My grip tightened on Elara's wrist, and my voice stayed flat. "Are you going to pull the bones out yourself and hand them over, or do you need me to do it for you?"
Elara's face went white as parchment. She turned instinctively to Aldric for help.
Only then did Aldric snap out of his stupor.
His expression hardened. Killing intent flooded his gaze.
"Girl. Crippling someone without lifting a finger. Your cultivation is impressive, I'll grant you that."
"But no matter how convincing the act, you are not the demon goddess."
"You don't have the power to face me."
"So I'll give you two choices. End your own life, or wait for me to scatter your soul into oblivion."
I looked at Aldric with something close to pity, and let every syllable land.
"Husband. You've already scattered my soul once."
"Do you really think it would work a second time?"
