Erick was indeed dead.
Originally gravely injured, his body was weak; he sought a fierce battle and was hit by three crossbow arrows, one of which pierced his abdomen, damaging his organs.
One injury on top of another, it was only natural that Erick would cough up blood and suddenly die, without even a chance of rescue.
Link stared at Erick's corpse, silent for a long time.
Jasmine removed her cloak and walked forward, standing next to Link with worry in her eyes.
Killing was not a small matter.
Unless one was naturally heartless, very few people could be unaffected by the act of killing.
Link felt like he not only killed Erick, but also killed a part of himself.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and used the "Mind Closure Technique" to cut off distracting thoughts.
"I'm fine."
Link turned his head and showed Jasmine a relaxed smile. He took her cloak, turned off the optical stealth, and put it on himself, "Let's go, we still have a lot to deal with afterward."
