*Gulp*
Kaliya's throat became dry as he mechanically turned his head towards Karna, Who was as beautiful as he saw a moment ago but right now in that beauty, He can see the shadow of death.
He never thought that there would be a day when he was put in this condition by a mere child, But this is his reality now.
"Wh-What *Gulp* you want?"
It was becoming harder and harder for Kaliya to do even normal function, If not for him being a cold-blooded being, Who are used to lowering their blood supply but still they can't live much longer without any blood supply at all.
He even urged his demonic power in him to restart his blood supply but his blood was frozen, not willing to bulge at all.
This was enough to terrify him. He who used to have an arrogance about having various types of fatal poisons now was like a fish on the chopping board, At the mercy of the person with a knife.
