“If it comes down to it, and it doesn’t look like I’ll win,” I started. “Let me die.” He stood perfectly still for a moment, his eyes dark and his lips pursed as though carefully mulling over his words. When he finally did speak, the sudden rasp of his voice sent a shiver down my spine. “As a servant of Dante, I’m not to risk my own being to save your own. However, I can’t let you sacrifice yourself for a war you were unfairly born into.” “Dare I ask why” I placed my hand in his and allowed him to pull me to my feet. “Because some souls are worth saving.”
Book:Magic & Mischief