Venz's POV
"Just think of it as an apology." My mother says. With her back and shoulder straight, and head and chin held up high with ease, she takes a sip of her green tea.
"And why would I apologize?" I hiss.
I was busy sorting out the distribution date of human blood from the Grateful Act Day when my mother asked for my presence in her chambers.
"Because you didn't help her! That training wasn't supposed to harm her because your task is to make her safe!" she nags.
"I already told you. I have my reasons."
When I heard Blade's thoughts the time Merylle is screaming for help, I knew I wasn't the only one. Enzo also notices it. That freak can read emotions. I wish I had the same special powers but all I got is common firepower. Although it isn't really common since my uncle, Darwick
