"What... What the hell are you talking about? Don't screw with me, you bastard!" Zarek's voice trembled with fury. "You people have taken enough from us! That's enough! I'm not just gonna stand here and watch while you turn my home into dust for your petty, selfish desires. Do you hear me?"
The grip on Zarek's blade tightened as his words came out, his knuckles whitening with determination.
"Nothing comes for free in this world, kid," Kairos said, his expression as cold and unchanging as stone. "Everything comes with a price... even your powers."
Zarek's eyes widened. "What are you talking about?"
"The power you hold—it isn't yours, is it? How many times have you died to get it?"
Zarek's heart sank. What?! His inner voice roared in alarm. How does he know about my power?
