Shortly after Aiken had its four limbs crushed, Darius's personal guard calmly took over the task of tossing the former outside the Fragrant Garden.
Having been drenched in his own blood, it didn't take long before berserk slaves sniffed him out.
Aiken's face was filled with horror when he spotted two berserk slaves rushing toward him. He wanted to crawl away, but to no avail.
"No, don't come any closer—"
Aiken couldn't even finish his statement when the berserk slaves already latched onto him. They pressed him down and began devouring and draining his blood.
Just like how Aiken coldheartedly watched the other victims begging for entry, he was now suffering the same fate. His eyes darted at the garden's entrance door, unable to reach the interior to be protected by the formation.
'Is this retribution?' That was Aiken's final thought process as he succumbed to his death.
His ending held no significance to the people inside the garden.
