DAMNED IF I YIELD AT THE END OF THE CHASE
His sentiments of coming together to defeat the spire demon drew an impressed frown from Min, her nose wrinkling at the idea. Despite her earlier weakness, where she had almost considered Ronin an acquaintance, she now thought who do these Outlanders think they are? with very little time given to consider the idea of a true united front.
"No. I do not like to be inebriated. Go back to your woman. I..." She paused for a moment. As much as he was an Outlander, as much as she thought him foolhardy, Ronin had been kind to her. "...I...hope your child is healthy. Goodbye."
MIN
