The situation looked too bleak.
But there might be one opportunity—if he could make Valdris believe he'd surrendered, create a moment of vulnerability, and exploit it with everything he had.
"Wait!" Rey shouted, raising his hands in apparent surrender. "Stop! I'll cooperate! Just... don't kill any more of my people!"
Valdris paused, his expression showing interest rather than suspicion.
"You're the one who destroyed my first Divine Beast," he observed. "Your capabilities exceed normal Nephilim standards significantly. Who trained you? How did you achieve Sequence #1 mastery at such young age?"
"I'll tell you everything," Rey replied, his voice carrying convincing desperation. "Just promise you won't harm the survivors. They're not your enemy—they're just defending their home."
Valdris considered the offer with visible calculation.
"Acceptable. Surrender completely, provide the information I seek, and I'll allow non-combatant survivors to receive treatment."
