Out of instinct, Ember grabbed hold of Nitar's hand as she noticed her step back. She wouldn't let her back out now, and she couldn't let herself either. They had to be brave.
Ember glared at the boy, her eyes a firey red. This boy was playing with them, she could tell, he wasn't going to tell them anything. "We don't need your help anyway." Ember spat, still glaring with hatred at the strange boy.
"No, i think you can tell us, you just don't want to!" She listened to him carefully, still holding Nitar's hand as well as her ground; she wasn't about to leave, not without a fight. "If Eldon won't speak willingly, then i'll force it out of him." She'd tortured someone before, and she wasn't afraid to do it again, especially if it would help Nitar.
Ember glared at the boy, her eyes a firey red. This boy was playing with them, she could tell, he wasn't going to tell them anything. "We don't need your help anyway." Ember spat, still glaring with hatred at the strange boy.
"No, i think you can tell us, you just don't want to!" She listened to him carefully, still holding Nitar's hand as well as her ground; she wasn't about to leave, not without a fight. "If Eldon won't speak willingly, then i'll force it out of him." She'd tortured someone before, and she wasn't afraid to do it again, especially if it would help Nitar.