DESERTER

[MISCHA POV]

The hotel in Hong Kong was small but it was enough for the two of them to stay on. After they rode a ferry away from Macau, she stayed in their room the whole day. Waking up in a hard mattress and smelly space, she contemplated on her choice to save a man's life.

At that time, it felt like a good choice to save a friend. Watching him plead for his life in front of her, in front of Wang Xiu was demeaning but he did it to live and survive. Pity. That's all he has for the executive. Which she never thought she would have again after being a merciless assassin of Elric Exelon.

It was light to her heart yet a burden to her mind. Now that she's back to being nothing, all she had left was herself. Seeing the light of the sun seeping through the curtain, she stood up from the bed and left the pitiful man in his nakedness.

"Mischa?" Ming Zhu called.

"Hmmm?" she answered, watching the sun rising as if there was still hope for a new day for her.