"You shouldn't hate me."
Facing the Female Titan, whose resentment was overwhelming, the Other Demon possessing the giant dragon spoke with unusual calm.
"Shouldn't hate you?" Eonar stared coldly at her opponent. The killing intent in her eyes became even more obvious, but she had not lost her reason. The two sides were confronting each other now, and neither she nor it wanted to erupt into direct conflict, because both still had concerns of their own.
The Other Demon had lost half of the Emerald Dream, but it still had a chance to turn things around. An ordinary core was enough for it to accomplish many things, and Eonar did not want to recklessly risk everything in a fight.
First of all, she could not kill her opponent outright. She knew exactly how much power she had left. She could intimidate it, but if they truly fought, there was an eighty percent chance she would be the one to lose.
If this had happened in the past, when she had been wandering aimlessly in a confused state, she might have charged into this fight. But this time was different.
This time, the Titan race had hope.
Even during the Great Lord's most glorious era, he had never nurtured an Emperor Bloodline. Yet one had appeared this time. This was an opportunity granted by the Mother of Titans. She had to safely take that child away from here!
With that thought in mind, she was willing to accept her opponent's choice to remain locked in a stalemate. It was just that those words had nearly made her lose control.
The Other Demon raised its head and looked at the Female Titan, the veins on her forehead bulging as she endured herself to the limit. It gently shook its head. "Your temper