''...''
A bet?
A wager to stake on?
That word lifted an eyebrow on Raven's face underneath the hood. She soundlessly laughed at this man, who had yet to introduce himself.
Damon.
He really did not take her seriously.
Just like the old man.
Well…that was understandable.
Even if she would not take herself seriously. In the eyes of others, she was just a little girl barely at the age of ten.
Yes…just a little girl, incapable of doing anything but to depend on others.
A weak one at that.
That realization darkened Raven's gaze. A tinge of frustration could be detected. She couldn't wait for this body to grow up and return back to her former self...her former glory as chaos in this world.
''What do you propose?''
''Seems young lady has an understanding of a bet. Well then…that saves the effort of explaining the meaning of my words.''
