Onver's body soared into the sky, cries for mercy echoing through the environment.
"No! Please, I didn't do anything! Help me!" Onver begged, cried, and yelled, his voice brimming with helplessness.
Was this his final desperate attempt to escape death?
The onlookers watched in awe as Kael effortlessly executed a person, showcasing his power and authority.
Finally, when the body reached a suitable height, it exclaimed, "I AM NOT THE ONE!" with a final plea.
The body exploded. Boom. The crimson liquid fell from the height.
Tip.
Tip.
When the blood fell on Kael's body, a lukewarm, wet sensation spread through him, accompanied by the strong scent of metallic fragments.
Uff, Kael took a step back, exhaling a deep breath. He turned around to address the crowd.
The spectators were horrified by the display of power, shielding the eyes of children and covering their noses to block the metallic smell.
