Let Me Go

"Put me down! Leave me here!" the Aeldari shouted angrily, but she had little strength to resist Mar's movements. All she could do was glare fiercely at him through her damaged helmet.

"Heh, I've seen far crueler looks than that. You can't scare a warrior who fights for The Emperor!" Mar said disdainfully.

The Aeldari was much lighter than he had imagined. Mar felt as though he were carrying the middle-school-aged daughter of the coffee shop owner next door.

"Put me down! Let me die here!" the Aeldari cried angrily again, but before she could say anything more, a fit of coughing cut off her next words.

Mar carried the Aeldari onward for a while. Sometimes, he felt as if he were carrying a light corpse, but the Aeldari would always cough twice at just the right moment, reminding Mar that she was still alive.

The Aeldari breathed heavily. Her damaged helmet had finally become an instrument of torture.

She raised a hand and laboriously removed the helmet.

Her ears were pointed and drooped downward. Her features were exquisitely delicate, her skin smooth and clean. It was the most beautiful face Mar had ever seen in his life.

"Why? Why are you so foolish?" The Aeldari fixed her azure eyes tightly on Mar.

Mar stared blankly at the Aeldari's face for quite a while. It was not because he had any evil thoughts; it was simply because the xenos before him... looked far too human.

If he had to point out a difference, her drooping ears were especially conspicuous. If this Aeldari hid them beneath her silky hair,

Mar felt that few people would recognize her as a xenos. At most, they would think she was some beautiful young noblewoman from the upper levels of the hive city.

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