Repent

Warden hadn't believed his eyes when the bandit threw away the knife. He was already halfway in the path of making it, [The Divider] extended to almost reach the neck of the bandit, but he only strayed at the last moment, finding the bandit actually listened to him.

What were the odds?

Tifan set Kelsa free from his clutches as the woman stammered onto the ground, too mentally and physically drained to even walk.

"Are you going to kill me now?" the bandit asked, his voice shaking, deep gasps swaying the smoke the blade was emitting. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he closed his eyes, setting his fate in stone.

"Sorry," Warden said, not retracting his blade just yet. "My body acted on impulse when you moved abruptly. Never thought you'd go through such demands."

"Then why ask?" Tifan said.