"No, don't, son... your hand."
Watching her son's hand tendons get cut open and blood continue to pour out, Sett's mother looked pleadingly at Kled, her eyes filled with tears.
"Please, I'm begging you for my son's sake. Let my son go. He's my only... son. I'll kneel and kowtow to beg you."
Seeing his mother about to kneel and kowtow, Sett naturally would not allow it. He immediately tried to support her with one hand.
"Don't, Mom, get up quickly. I don't need you to kneel—" Before Sett could finish, Kled interrupted him.
"Beg me?"
"The flesh on your body looks tender. My Skar is already impatient to eat you."
Kled had no intention of letting Sett's mother go. He could still consider sparing Sett, but as for a woman, why would he let her off?
Hearing that the other side would not spare either of them, Sett's mother hugged him painfully, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Her voice was choked with sobs.
"Son, you've suffered enough. Mom doesn't want to hold you back anymore."
As she spoke, Sett's mother suddenly stood and charged desperately toward Kled and the cavalry.
"Run, son..."
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Seeing the woman rush toward him, Kled merely smiled mockingly.
"Courting death..."
As he spoke, Kled thrust his dagger toward the rushing woman.
Watching the dagger draw closer and closer, Sett's mother had already prepared herself to be killed. She threw Sett's calls from behind her to the back of her mind.
It would be good to die like this. At least... she could buy her son a chance to escape.
With that thought, Sett's mother deliberately threw herself onto Kled's dagger.
"Don't, Mom..." Sett wanted to rush forward and save his mother, but several cavalrymen blocked him with their spears.
He could only watch helplessly