He struggled to sit up despite the pain.
As he looked around the room, he saw his uncle, Aztec, sitting by his side with a calm expression on his face.
"It seems that I have failed." He rubbed his forehead, feeling a little frustrated. Not only did he fail, but he had also lost his left arm.
It was the first time he had lost like this. He still couldn't believe it.
"So, when is my execution?" he asked his uncle, already expecting the outcome.
He was told about the consequences of failure before he was sent there.
Even if he had killed Karyk, he could still have tried to escape as the Archangels couldn't descend. But now that he was back, there was no avoiding the consequences.
"In a week's time."
"And what about you? What consequences are there for you?"
"You think they can give me any consequences? I should be fine for the most part. But it would still be very troublesome to hear all of them in the meeting."
