Vaizer was dying of both curiosity and shame—not to talk of the unbearable pain that tore him apart from within—but no one was willing to tell him anything.
Not only had he lost his trump card, but he was now completely powerless. Vaizer felt like dying.
'J-just… kill me…'
"You were stronger than anything I imagined. For that, you have my respect." Asa said, however his glare only deepened.
"But, you hurt Miss Vida. That is a crime I can never forgive you for. You also betrayed your people and joined the Cult that is responsible for wiping out my friends and family… your own people!"
At this point, Asa was seething with rage.
"Maro said you'll be feeling so much pain that it would be considered unbearable. I hope that's true." The boy suddenly grinned.
"You should suffer."
'Damn brat!' Vaizer groaned internally, watching as Asa flicked his card in the air as though it was a toy.