"Please… don't kill me." Garth pleaded as he backed up against a tree, his voice trembling as his body quaked.
Lucius chuckled. "You don't want to die yet you ran away with a treasure?... Did you think I'd let you off easy after causing me so much trouble?... You should be thankful I haven't beheaded you yet."
Even though Lucius made it seem like he was sparing Garth out of kindness, the latter knew better.
If the Soul stone hadn't merged with his soul around, then he would be a carcass by now.
As long as it remained merged with him, his life was secured but the moment it would be separated from him… his life would become forfeit.
Under normal circumstances, Garth wouldn't have minded dying, after all, everyone he cared about was gone.
He was alone in a cold, harsh world that was unforgiving to the weak.
It was right to consider suicide… but not until he paid Max back for his kindness.
Even though he had attempted to kill him, Max had shown him kindness like no other.
