[Ellie's P.O.V]
"The last time there was no hope, Anna was like my savior. This time, unexpectedly, you've given me a little savior." Panse lowered his head, losing all reason, and brought the small knife closer to Myron. "You better not come any closer, or... this little throat will be cut."
Myron was still a child, now frightened to the point of tears streaming down his face. "Dad, Mom, save me. I'm scared..."
"If I had known, I shouldn't have saved you last time. Let you die there. It would have been better!" Anton stared coldly at Panse. "You've already messed up your life like that, and you still want to continue? I should have sent you to prison on the first day I brought you back!"
"Too bad you didn't do that, son." Panse smirked, showing a triumphant smile. "Didn't I teach you? Mercy to enemies is cruelty to oneself. But it's also good; if you had done that, wouldn't I have lost my chance?"