Aster's smile covered the extreme pain he was feeling. After all, unlike injuring his real body, damaging his soul was about five times more painful than an equivalent flesh wound.
"See? This is why I didn't want to let you control your body anymore.❄" The cold voice echoed again as if reprimanding Aster's actions. "Self-injury, and using your life as a betting chip? What a farce.❄"
Glittery light started to fall over his body, and to his surprise, his mangled arm reverted to its natural shape, as if nothing had happened.
"And I already told you that you can't die in this place. As such, you can't even hold yourself hostage. Too bad.❄"
"..."
Aster frowned. He didn't expect that his self-mutilation would be met with indifference! Not only that, he was even healed to full health in a flash!
Just like that, he lost any sort of edge in negotiating. Rather, he couldn't even enter the negotiation table in his current state. He had nothing to offer!
