The second dagger on Sera's hand shone in a bright red color and the criminal could see it with his only working left eye.
The criminal had no idea where to look, who to beg. He couldn't move his whole body. Some strange power was holding him and with nothing left to do, he clenched his jaw and waited for death.
Simply, he gave up.
There was no reason to fight anymore. He was already rotting away in jail. Might as well die and get this over with. Yes, he was in pain. The amount of pain he had was something he would have never encountered in prison. But he guessed that the price of dying earlier, under the open sky, was this very same pain.
Pablo watched Sera moving the dagger close to the criminal's eye and the poor man couldn't even close his eyes. He had no control over his body. He could only speak but he didn't even do that anymore.
Cupid also watched all this and her nose was wrinkled the entire time.
