Blegh!
The man coughed up some blood, his face pale as a sheet of paper. However, the coldness in his eyes was gone, replaced with a deep fear.
Just like Sol asked, in the face of death, his desperation for life superseded his dreams.
"W-what do you want to know?" The man asked in a hoarse voice. "How can I know you will let me go after I tell you everything?"
A cruel grin bloomed on Sol's when he heard the soldier speak. Weak-willed men made the world easier for people like Sol. Just as Sol was about to speak, he sensed divine energy shooting in their direction from the side at a terrifying speed.
Bam!
Without hesitation, Sol pulled his hand out of the soldier's body, kicking him away while propelling himself backward just in time as a golden arrow sped past their previous location, vanishing in the distance.
