'Wind blade,' Jerouch gently whispered as he activated the skill.
Phew!
An ethereal blade of condensed wind left his palm and reached Azel's neck, instantly decapitating his head.
Azel's eyes widened in apprehension as he felt his vision turn upside down before everything went black forever.
In his last moment, he was filled with betrayal, defeat, and wrath. He hated this world, he hated everyone in this world.
And most especially, he hated two people the most. Jerouch and his family's murderer.
Bam!
Jerouch watched as blood sprayed from the headless neck along with the head hitting the ground.
Thud!
The lifeless figure of Azel followed.
Jerouch remained in one position as he glanced at the corpses with expressionless eyes but with hidden conflicted thoughts.
'Just a moment ago, he was merrily talking about his life,' he mumbled.
Jerouch hadn't ended Azel for ending's sake, and neither had he lost his rationality.
