Joel stated at Reaper trying hard not to take back his words. This was harder than he had thought it would turn out. The gear that the Reaper struck into him with just his gaze was more than enough to paralyze him down to his bones but he was fighting it. His gaze was penetrating, it felt as if he was staring at his soul directly.
"There is nothing that you can do, I
Have plans for my little bunny, you are not qualified to take her place," Reaper stated and Joel clenched his fists, his jaws hardened. He felt powerless and useless. He was of no use to her.
"Mr. Reaper, I beg you, don't take her away just yet, let her stay, let her live, she deserves it," he pleaded. There was nothing else that he could do other than to plead with him to spare her. Her decision was made when she was not given an option, so she had traded way too much. "Please,"
