The three Vaughns floated a distance away as they silently watched the scene of the demigod's corpse plopping down into a pool of blood.
"So, what do you think of Arthur's performance?"
Creusery spoke up, posing a question to his sister who was gazing at her son with a light frown on her face.
"Fine. I'd let him go.
He's still a bit reckless though.
Knowing the stage his law comprehension in time had reached, and his actions in the battle, I can already tell he purposely waited for them to use that artifact on him. And because of that, he had his arm burnt off."
The woman replied with a deep sigh, eliciting an exclamation of surprise from her brother, while her grandfather beside her only just nodded as he had long arrived at that conclusion.
"Wait up! He did that on purpose?!"
"That's what I'd do if I was in his situation."
"Oh…and he has a thought process that's frighteningly similar to yours…got it."
