'Is this… really the end?'
Zarius's eyes widen in sheer disbelief, unable to contain the deep shock within him.
Is this truly how he dies? Even after everything?
All his plans… his plotting… everything he hoped to achieve… would everything end at this very moment because of some insignificant weakling? Looking at Javier's smug smile and overblown confidence, he is clear of the young lad's intentions.
Zarius knows… that Javier is bluffing.
He already searched through Javier when they first met, and while he only took the blade from him back then, he knows that the lad didn't bring so many Armaments and Potions with him.
He also knows that he is trying to manipulate him into believing something else.
'He wants me to increase my rate of time because of the poison spreading through my body…'
Zarius is clear of everything, but so what if he is?
Ultimately, he remains trapped.
In fact, he wishes he could simply control the flow of time in his body as he pleases.
But he can't.
