Fallen

Grant's trembling lips moved.

He had been too heavily injured. Under such circumstances, no one even knew whether he was able to speak at all. In fact, Kubei had only asked the question because he had felt like he needed to say something. He had not really intended for Grant to answer.

An ice needle appeared in his hand. He was ready to give Grant a clean death.

However, it was at this moment that Grant's body, full of blood, began to tremble violently. He widened his eyes and stared stubbornly at Kubei like a terminally ill patient. His eyes were filled with a thirst for life, as well as struggle. Opening his mouth, he spoke in pain. "Don't... Don't kill me."

Hearing that, Kubei shrugged. "In such a position, you should just accept your fate."