บท 350: They do not deserve blood on their hands

"They won't move an inch!" Mia proclaimed in a calm voice. Her lips formed a small smirk as a look of confidence flashed behind her eyes.

"But..." Mia's words were clearly not enough to convince the girl. She looked up towards the entrance of the cave, seemingly worried one of her oppressors would appear there. 

"Damn, Mia," I muttered in a low voice. "That's quite brutal of you," I added, averting my eyes. 

"Excuse me?" Mia shook her head to look at my face. Confusion was written all over her eyes as she leaned her head to the side while attempting to figure out what I meant. 

"Oh," Mia muttered. Her eyes widened up a little. She also brought her right hand up only to curl it into a fist and then slam it down on the open palm of her left hand. "I see, I totally forgot about them!" she admitted only to shake her head. 

'It's no wonder she feels guilty,' I thought.