“It had eyes on its arms and several long legs that stood sideways like a crab. Also, it had remarkably tiny hands. It was in a cage and had many wounds on its body. Even one of its legs could no longer stand properly. I caught a whiff of an overwhelming bloody scent that made me limp. Soon enough, the figures in black robes put me on the operating table—that was when I heard the most horrid instructions in my life.” Again, a black fog poured from Yarlyn, who became emotional at that memory.

A sigh came from Darius, who placed his hand on the former’s shoulder. He released some of his warm life force at the same time. That instantly calmed Yarlyn down and made his black life force gasses vanish.

Yarlyn slumped on the edge of his bed, gripping so tightly on the fabric around his knees that it ripped. Only then did he snap to his senses.

Even so, he kept his eyes closed while saying, “The person holding me down said, ‘The boss says not to waste any anesthesia on him. Just seal his woun