Jayce watched on as the petite figure within his hands struggled, letting out shrill screams as it burned to death. There was no trace of emotion on his face, as if he were doing a simple task like taking out the garbage or washing the dishes.
Soon enough the Dryad stopped moving, yet Jayce let the fire continue to burn until nothing but ashes remained. It was far too dangerous to take any risks, especially with what atrocities that small thing had committed in his past life.
Lianna who was still battling the water mage, suddenly saw her opponent drop lifelessly to the floor, like a marionette who had its strings cut. The vine which had been supporting it suddenly withered, as if it had lost its source of power.
"Leah!" She quickly disregarded the lifeless body of the man and ran towards Jayce. "Is she okay?" Despite having blind faith in Jayce, she still felt nervous seeing Leah's unconscious figure on the ground next to him.
