William scrambled backward, staring at his restored hands with horror, as though they belonged to someone else.
His body had recovered, but the memory of what had happened remained painfully vivid in his mind. Every time Elion moved his sword, he flinched, already expecting another blow.
"P-please..." His voice cracked as he shook his head. "Please, just kill me."
Elion regarded him with that same cold smile, though his eyes narrowed slightly at the plea.
He had spent so long imagining William begging for mercy before him, yet now that it was happening, it still failed to bring him the satisfaction he had expected.
"Why the change of heart? You were asking me to let you live a moment ago."
William's mouth opened, but nothing came out. Behind them, Cody swallowed and took another small step backward, bumping into Aki without either bothering to complain.
