"Ah, no sound." Ryan put his hand over his left ear and didn't hear the rumbling anymore.
"I guess the fight is over~"
'Adam, don't tell me you're dead…' Terry thought to himself.
Ryan stood up from the bench and slowly approached Terry.
"It's time. Let's die now, alright?"
"You haven't guaranteed that Adam is dead yet." Terry said with a pale face. "Shouldn't you go check out his corpse or something?"
"He is dead." Ryan said sternly. "Renard attacked him. There's no way he leaves him alive after that."
Terry gritted his teeth and tightened his grip on the poison flask.
"Don't move!" He shouted. "You've got feelings and thoughts, don't you? Don't you desire to live?"
"The clones have a simple purpose." Ryan said. "I've resigned myself to death ever since I was born."
"Why are you still listening to your creator?" Terry asked. "Your job here is done. Just leave and go have a proper life!"
