#Chapter282
‘I don’t wanna die,’ Aryan thinks scared, trembling, having his eyes closed. He is waiting for the finishing blow, the end of his era. But the final strike isn’t coming and only the wind can be heard. He opens his eyes, trying to see what’s going on.
He looks up, finding free to move. He silently stands up, seeing Anar being on his knees, having his hands in front of him. His black blade is gone, and he is standing still on the ground.
/"What--what is going on?,/" Aryan asks confused.
/"I was about to put my sword into his back, but he stopped just before he sliced your throat./"
/"And then?./"
/"He went on his knees and is standing there, frozen./"
Aryan tries to examine him and understand what this is. Anar moves his hands, and everyone takes a step back.
/"Bind me,/" he tells them.
/"Excuse me?,/" Kat asks.
/"I’m your prisoner, bind me./"
