A fist to her face. That was the outcome of those few swift actions. Reve's right hand extended firmly at the face of Neith. However, it didn't move further.
For some unknown reason, he was hesitating. It was not easy for Reve to hesitate after coming this far but when he was about to kill her with his fist, he suddenly remembered that all he had been doing since was killing.
Of course, he had no objection to that. However, he thought back to back then.....he couldn't go through killing the young baby. It was the same thing as now.
He stared deeply into her pure eyes and saw something rather interesting. There was only blackness hidden with the pure eyes. It wanted to consume him but it had no hidden intentions apart from that.
This would not seem unusual but it was extraordinarily was. Vengeance always came with evil intentions. When one catches the murderers of his parents, he would want to absolute butcher that person.
