"Where did all that talk about getting revenge?"
Ezekiel asked as he watched in front of me, and I can only continue to try and stand back up. Baldur is already doing its best to heal my ribs, and I know that it has been successful in recovering my lungs since I can breathe properly again.
"Screw off… I'm not joining the likes of you--"
BRAKK!!!
All of a sudden, a metal boot landed on the back of my head.
I was still on the ground, trying to get myself back up. Ezekiel managed to lift his foot and landed his boot on my head before I even lifted it ten centimeters above the dirt.
And having my head crushed like this... I don't think Baldur can heal what is about to come.
"How saddening. It's very unfortunate that the person that the King of the Underworld cares so much about is a dumb idiot like you. If it was someone else... they wouldn't be going through all this. They will just agree to my offer."
