CRACK!
The sound jolted Asher, snapping him out of his hyper-focused state. He blinked and glanced around, bewildered.
'What… what was that?' he muttered, staring down at Nakata, who was unconscious beneath him.
'Did I just kill him?'
Loosening his hold, Asher leaned in and tapped the mercenary's cheek, half-expecting him to spring back to life.
No response.
'I think I really killed him,' he thought, surprisingly calm as he nudged the mercenary's limp arm, more curious than concerned.
'Will I end up in prison?' he wondered. 'No, that would be silly since I'm technically dead already. '
'But what if Lucy finds out…' His thoughts trailed off; the possibility of her getting angry was not something he dared to imagine.
She helped him get the training he wanted. Even though Nakata had acted like an asshole, he taught him valuable lessons.
