"H-Help us, sir!"
"Don't kill us. We're truly sorry, sir."
Arthur saw the number of Night Liberators dying increase. Aerith was satisfied with defeating them; they were no match for her.
Jack, Rasputin, and Khan appeared before Arthur. Among the three, only Khan arrived with his hands holding the severed heads of the Night Liberators. Arthur smiled, occasionally looking at the head Khan was holding.
"Do you want to keep it? We used to pile these disgusting things into a big mountain," Khan said.
"That's a good idea, Khan. Chop off their heads and make a mountain out of it."
"I want to show no power in the Dark Pillar can threaten me!" said Arthur.
"If that's your wish, I'll do it, Master."
Khan went to each of the dead and dying Night Liberators. With a single swing of his sharp, curved sword, the blade cut off their heads with great precision. The death toll rose again and made Arthur's red title sentence even longer.
