Growth

Balor couldn't move, so he just glanced at the figure with his eyes.

"Mission over?"

Arikos checked Balor's wounds, nodding.

"It's over."

"Now what? Are you going to give me the antidote and let me go, or kill me?"

Balor stared straight at Arikos. He had no fear of death. He lost his will to live when he lost to the little brat. He wouldn't have cared if the brat had killed him. Now, however, he had the smallest fancy to live on. Someone else still cared about his life even if he hated that person to the bone. And, even if this was only an excuse, he could not die as long as they still cared. He was not so petty that he'd die just to spite them.

Arikos stared at the little kid, perplexion on his face. He had saved the youth as a child from a necromancer. The little brat had been abandoned by his...

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