"My my~ I thought you would've gotten more out of it. Instead, don't you think this tale is rather. . . half baked?" Zal-Ka'Rith asked with a raised eyebrow.
In his hands, he held the Tale of 'Lilith' that was meant to be a show of sincerity from Voruth'Zal.
However. . . By the end of the fight, he was far more interested in the three that arrived instead. Rosalyn the Abyss Lord of Scarlet Ruin, Ria and Luke.
"There's only do much I can do with a rushed vessel that fulfils the conditions to become a tale for you." Voruth'Zal frowned but didn't deny the fact that it was a little lacking.
"Sigh~ I even had to take a step back from observing my favourite tale right now. How will you compensate me?" Zal-Ka'Rith smirked but Voruth'Zal shot him a warning gaze.
"We both know you still have your eye on her. You simply can't talk to her since doing so will make her turn on you."
