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"Are you with me, Dasyra?"
Dasyra chewed on her lower lip, as she considered Nadia's plan and the question; was she with Nadia? What sort of inquiry was that?
There wasn't any room for budding doubts now, and Nadia already knew what her answer was. Dasyra'd promised Nadia that she would follow her anywhere ever since that night that Nadia had come to her shop.
If they were going to stop the Devil's plans together, then she needed to be ready for what was to come at the very moment of attack and after it.
She nods, ice falling into her stomach at the triumphant gleam in Nadia's calm expression.
"I'm ready and with you, Nadia."