Hugheska's eyes were filled with terror as he looked at Graces. He had only just now clearly realized that Graces was not only a Gene Fusion Expert, but an Alien Gene Fusion Expert.
The scorched half of his face was the best proof!
Before, he would have been intensely jealous of Graces's good fortune. But now, his heart was completely filled with terror.
If he had known—if only he had known sooner—that Graces was an Alien Gene Fusion Expert, he never would have dared to harbor any feelings of jealousy.
"I was wrong! Don't kill me! I really know I was wrong, please spare me!" Hugheska pleaded, ignoring the pain on his face as tears streamed down his cheeks.
Yet there was not a hint of warmth in Graces's eyes as he looked back at him.
"From the moment you decided to slander her, there was no turning back." Graces stood like the grim reaper, calmly pronouncing his sentence.
