The Jetton in Confrontation

Leonardo's POV

This time, after I told James to throw her into the dungeon, I didn't look at her at all. Or actually I dare not do that. I was afraid to look into her sad eyes. Every time I see them, I couldn't stop sinking into them.

I hurried back to my room, and Nathan followed me into the room with the purple bottle. I didn't say a word, still angry that he had hugged Echo! I really shouldn't be angry! And I had no reasons to be angry! Especially with Nathan, even though he was a good friend of mine, I still didn't want to show him any different feelings towards humans, even hunters. So, I restrained myself.

"Is she your new blood slave?" Nathan was still pestering me about some of Echo's questions, and I didn't want to answer them.

"She is Nobody. Never mind!" I answered perfunctorily, and quickly changed the subject before I had a chance to amplify my feelings of discontent.

"But you don't look like not caring about her at all!" Nathan continued. I don't know if I had been a lit