As he felt his heart twist inside of his chest, delaying his own breathing even as he stood there, he couldn't help but find something ironic about the words spilled by Krimjaw.
'That makes two of us though, Krimjaw. In the grand scheme of things, my life doesn't matter, either. However, if you can abandon all self-preservation, if you can do just that, the things you can accomplish are amazing,' Jin thought.
"I fail to see what you have that's worth smiling for," Krimjaw said.
"Nothing," Jin said, raising his daggers.
Noticing the man's readiness to fight, the goggle-wearing, worn man smiled, shaking his head as he snapped his fingers, "I have other things to attend to. You'll have to wait if you wish to kill me."
"Hold on–!"
As Jin dashed in, he found himself intercepted by the long, twisted limbs of black-wood that arrived from the many holes in the dome-shaped chamber's walls, blocking his way from the man.