As the memory faded, Merciless extracted all the information from Zakcry's blood. The stinger tail retracted, and Zakcry fell flat on the cold ground, extremely weakened, Merciless stood over Zakcry, now understanding the depths of his past and the events that had shaped him.
"You've been through much, Zakcry!"
Merciless said a hint of respect in his voice.
"But your time amongst the living ends here."
Merciless said, on the other hand, Zakcry, began to crawl on the ground, his breathing heavy, as his physical strength was completely drained from him due to Prometheus Gauntlets taking away everything, that had relation to the concept of physical prowess.
So in terms of physical strength, he was no stronger than a newborn human baby, even a young human child with little to no strength could now outmatch him in a battle of physical prowess. On the other hand, Merciless looks down at him, his eyes returning to his gauntlets.
