"Do you seek death! Because if you do! Then I shall grant it!" the old man said.
"Then you will die, maybe not now, maybe not tomorrow, but you will die, far sooner than you think, and far crueler than you can ever believe," I replied.
The man tried to grab me by the throat as he extended his hand. At the same time, Old Fu pulled out his sword, and everyone inside the cube was ready to risk losing their Qi once again to come help.
That brought a smile to my face, but I knew for a fact that this man could never act upon his current anger.
Or so I thought as he moved his hand away and roared like a beast, causing the entirety of the cave to shake and shudder.
The Dusking Sun took a long sigh, and said, "What is happening to me? That thing which was dormant is now squirming inside my head…"
"Because it's dying," I replied.
"How so?" the Dusking Sun replied, "If it's dying shouldn't it be a good thing," he said.
