Gerard was dead, definitely not the attacker.
But Jason?
Pfft!
A broad-bladed, short-handled machete swept across Earl Anne's neck.
After Earl Anne's head tumbled to the ground, his face was filled with surprise and astonishment.
His eyes widened as he stared at Jason.
You're supposed to be dead!
Why are you still alive!
This isn't the Mystical Side!
He seemed unable to believe that Jason, with his heart pierced, could still be alive.
Jason looked at the man's corpse and slowly nodded.
"Hmm."
"I've been waiting for a long time too."
Before his words even fell, Jason quickly slashed again.
Then, he picked up the crystal.
Delicious!
Way too delicious!
He had restrained himself for far too long just now!
In order to maintain Gerard's image, he had forced himself not to swallow his saliva.
And now?
There was naturally no need anymore.
Slurp, slurp.
Jason sipped his saliva, eyes fixated on the crystal in his hand.
