The air was chilly, the atmosphere pervaded with occasional blizzards and snow fall.
Kailen stood before the dying society presidents.
His eyes were calm — a reflection of his state of mind.
Kailen didn't care about what others thought of his display.
He had one principle.
Anyone that stood in his way, would die.
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.
It was simply the inevitable outcome of those that crossed him.
No matter how long it would take, he'd have his revenge.
Calmly, he observed them, as their lives were slowly fading out.
Due to emotional resonance he could read their emotional states like open books.
Fear, regret, helplessness, despair, in their final moments.
Xyra even probably wanted to apologize to his brother. He was sure of it.
How would Esimo feel on hearing that?
Regretful?
Not really. Esimo was not stupid and soft.
If it had to take death to make her realize how much she had hurt him, then she deserved death.
