The fact that this world stubbornly refused to choose one of them as its new owner was starting to seriously piss her off.
Plus this Warrior Spirit was much more talented than she had assumed at first, he had already managed to slip through her fingers for 5 years and now that she thought she had put a leash on him, it was proving to be just as difficult to maneuver.
Cassandra was tapping on the table in front of her when she heard a laugh coming from the doorway.
Mykael was leaning against it and he asked her in a mocking tone : "So your little protégé doesn't follow the road you had traced for him and that annoys you.
You should have known that a Warrior Spirit was a person that you could not control, after all they are beings apart."
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I really enjoy writing this chapter... just a glimpse of what our dear father in low is capable of :D
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