"Give me a reason—a reason I can believe you."
Though Sakura's voice was soft, it carried an unquestionable firmness and resolve.
As he gazed into Sakura's pale violet eyes, a complex, profound glint flashed through the necromancer's gaze.
Even he could not help but be moved by Sakura's determination to protect the one she loved, even in the face of death.
But that emotion would not affect Moros's next move.
"Sakura, I understand your doubts. In this world, trust truly is a rare luxury. But..."
His eyes abruptly sharpened. Reaching out, Moros pinched Sakura's chin and forced her to look him in the eye, his voice low and powerful.
"Do you really have a choice?"
Sakura's pupils contracted slightly at Moros's sudden movement, but she showed not the slightest fear or retreat.
On the contrary, her pale violet eyes held not only their previous resolve, but also a few more sparks of unyielding defiance.
She bit down hard on her lower lip, seemingly struggling to suppress the turmoil within and reveal none of her emotions.
"Let go."
Though Sakura's voice was quiet, it carried an impossible-to-ignore strength. Every word seemed squeezed through clenched teeth, filled with resolute meaning.
Apparently not expecting such a fierce reaction from Sakura, Moros froze slightly before unconsciously loosening his grip.
Yet he did not release her immediately. Instead, he stared more deeply into Sakura's eyes, as if searching for an answer.
At that moment, two gentle yet firm voices spoke at once, breaking the tense atmosphere in the corridor.
"Moros, perhaps your approach was a little too direct. After all, trust needs time and action to be built."
Mobius swayed her slender waist as she elegantly approached him and Sakura.
Vill-V followed close behind. She walked lightly to Sakura's side and gently patted her shoulder