Condel couldn’t answer immediately. His head was in a mess, and he imagined a scene of Sia smiling beside Zich after she was resurrected. His mind and body felt like they were twisting, and all sorts of curses rose to his throat. Dark thoughts popped up in his head and wandered everywhere. 

‘It can’t happen!’

It couldn’t happen no matter what. Should he ask Zich to kill Sia? But was killing his lover because he didn’t want her to find another lover really the right thing to do when she could be resurrected? Should he simply wish for his lover’s happiness here? His critical injuries and Zich’s flicking tongue disrupted his mind and prevented him from coming up with a clear answer, and that left him in the worst situation possible. What Zich was waiting for wasn’t Condel’s response, but this ongoing silence right now.

“You are thinking about it.” Zich began to talk again. “You were yapping about your lover’s happiness, but now you want her to die and follow you.”

Condel looked stunned.

“I know without you telling me. Even if you want me to kill Sia Rubrent, your conscience is preventing you from asking me outright. Even I think that asking me to kill your lover...