As for Darla, the woman was a bit slower to recover and on the uptake, but she too managed to barely grasp the situation as she gazed at Darius with fear.
She shakily pointed at him. "Y-you killed me…"
Darius smiled playfully, not hiding the truth. "I did."
Darla's lips trembled. "You killed me… but I'm alive… how?"
Darius sighed. "That is beyond your level of clearance. To put it simply, you don't have the right to know how I revive you due to how weak and inconsequential you are."
Darla's outstretched finger began to droop slowly. "But… my Luck…"
"Isn't omnipotent." Darius shook his head. "You should already know that, though. If it could allow you to survive anything, no matter what, you wouldn't have needed to flee all those years ago."
