They all wore serious expressions when Grey said this.
He wasn't helping them just for the sake of helping them, and jokes aside, he wasn't building a harem either. He was building warriors. Right now, they just so happened to be women. He couldn't help it if he was so charismatic.
What Grey wanted was strong people who would be able to protect themselves in the future. That was all he wanted. That was all he could ask for.
Mauve looked down at the tome. She could smell the thick scent of blood in the air and it made her nose wrinkle.
The death was just so… heavy.
For a long while, she didn't say anything. She almost forgot there were other people in the room with her.
Her mind had been all over the place these days. She was someone who was used to having so much control, and yet it felt like she had had so little through this entire process.
