A Dichotomy of Life

Two rankers were knocking on death's door.

While the other felt the euphoria of her life.

A red-haired swordsman and a golden-haired spear user were slowly drifting away from the realm of the living. These two rankers were Harja Mel and Darven respectively.

Darven and Harja Mel's bodies were injected with death mana that tried to slow their heartbeats down. They looked at Eren terrifyingly only to receive a cruel gaze from him.

"Endure it. This process will have you knocking on death's door. But you would not die completely..."

Eren pursed his lips before adding another clause to his estimation.

"... I think."

It could be said that Darevn and Harja Mel weren't too happy listening to Eren's "I think."

They came to realize that the butcher was just playing with their lives by experimenting with them. However, they couldn't really do anything against Eren anyway. So they did what he asked them to do– endure.