"I'll end you just like I did to Kayan back then," Azalea said as she raised her hand toward her target. "Goodbye, red-eyed wolf."
"..."
Still in the police station, Zeyn remained in the same state as before. There was nothing left to hope for, and fate couldn't be changed. The feeling of helplessness was foreign to someone who had been feared by others. In moments like this, he wondered if he was truly weak or powerful. It was as if everything he had been through was never enough. He vividly remembered this feeling—it had haunted him before, when he was defeated by two terrifying espers, long before this girl.
*Whhhzzkkhh~
