Lyla
Cassidy was quiet for a few seconds, and then she spoke. "He says, he would grant you your utmost desires to prove his sincerity…
"To prove his sincerity?" I laughed dryly. "That's a contradiction. The man I know doesn't know what that word means. Go back to your master and tell him I am not interested in completing the ritual with him and that we should fight already and get on with our lives if any of us remain alive after everything."
"He said, he'll have Nathan delivered to you, personally," Cassidy rushed on as if she was trying to convince me. "Isn't that what you want?"
"And what do you think I am? A sacrificial lamb? You have no idea what Xander wants, believe me. He has this theory of making everyone equal and that's fucking impossible you know that. He's brainwashed you, Cassidy, and that's fine, but I'm good over here. Tell Xander that we should fight; the winner takes it all."
"Consider all the…" Cassidy started saying again, but Ramsey interrupted her.
