Goblin priest Abu casually spread his hands, signaling that Lucien could do as he pleased.
Meanwhile, he leisurely savored the unidentified gray thick soup, occasionally smacking his lips, seemingly indifferent to Lucien's actions.
Lucien raised his arms, slowly lowered them, raised them again, and then let them drop slowly once more.
His expressions changed continuously. Although Lucien was struggling hard to restrain his emotions, the internal struggle was amplified to an extreme at that moment.
Threads of gray-white fog silently began to infiltrate Lucien, under the influence of this obscure force, Lucien's consciousness seemed to split into two distinctly different identities at that moment.
One Lucien had a resolute face, his eyes firm, as if he was prepared for death; while the other Lucien had wavering eyes, half of his face concealed in the shadows, desperately hiding himself while his eyes conveyed a longing for life and a struggle against resignation.
