In the Elf plaza, Charles retracted his Zerg wings and landed on the ground.
He walked slowly towards the barely conscious Ethan and said calmly, "Answer my question, and I'll give you a swift end."
Charles seemed still dazed and uncertain.
Perhaps trying to feign death.
Frowning, Charles took a step forward and slapped Ethan's old face hard.
"Smack!"
Ethan was sent spinning three times in the air before landing on the ground.
His already disfigured face now bore a glaringly visible red handprint, and two of his teeth had been knocked out by Charles.
"Ugh!" Ethan shuddered, his consciousness finally somewhat restored.
After all, he was an extraordinary being, and Charles had held back at the critical moment, making it difficult for him to die so easily.
However, Ethan was undoubtedly crippled—his spine was shattered, making even the slightest movement of his fingers an insurmountable task.
