Osiris's Past

" So, what would you chose... Death or a chance to live " Asked Medea.

' If I can hand him over to the Cardinal , My god would reward me! ' Thought Medea.

Ian didn't respond, and an awkward silence continued for the next few minutes.

Losing her patience and being annoyed by Ian's behavior, Medea started condensing a weapon with the power of faith.

She understood that Ian won't be convinced with just words.

Ian didn't care about this as he stared at the door.

" Are you there yet? did you enjoy the show? " Asked Ian.

Seeing Ian speaking to the air, Medea became confused.

However, being a Transcendent, she isn't that dumb, she quickly figured out what happened.

Medea held Ian's neck and lifted him up.

" You little sh*t who was it!? who did you call here? "

Even while choking, Ian didn't answer her question but sneered at her.

Before she could think further, a tired old voice sounded right beside her ear.

"is there a problem with him calling me here... Professor Medea? "