*What are you all doing here?* Lackey asked casually while resting the sword across his shoulder.
*Did you get your revenge?*
Nobody answered.
Instead, an elderly elven man slowly stepped forward before dropping to his knees.
Thud!
Then another followed.
Then another.
Within moments, every survivor had fallen to their knees before him.
Lackey's expression stayed unreadable as he looked into their eyes.
Their eyes contained no more excitement.
Their eyes contained no more hatred.
Their eyes contained... no more desire to continue living.
Yet hidden beneath that overwhelming lifelessness was something else entirely.
Relief and... Acceptance!
The look of people who had finally reached the end of a journey filled with nothing except suffering.
Lackey's fingers trembled.
For the first time since massacring the Zoo, his fingers genuinely trembled.
*I-Is that really... what you all want?* he asked quietly while staring at them.
He already knew the answer.
