After the monster exploded, the ground was covered in black ash. The entire battlefield looked as though it had been scorched by a raging fire, blackened everywhere.
Jhin kept begging in a trembling voice, but all he got in return were curses. People pointed their weapons at him, but they were too intimidated by Sion to approach.
When he realized it was all futile, Jhin fell silent, lowered his head, and sobbed softly.
I wasn't the only one puzzled. Everyone wondered why a demon would act so weak and helpless.
He must have played his double for too long. His split personality had gotten way too severe!
"General Swain, crush him. It'll be some comfort to the soldiers who died." Swain realized there was no point in breaking a man's spirit like this, so he ordered Jhin's execution.
"Wait! There's something I want to ask him. Could you hand him over to us?"
It was Kennen who spoke. Jhin had once joined the Kinkou Order, but he was expelled for his cruel, murderous nature. Later, he committed a series of atrocities, including orchestrating the incident ten years ago that turned Zed and Shen into enemies.
Kennen wanted to learn the whole story and give his old friend, Master Kusuo, an explanation. Of course, Shen also wanted to bring Jhin back to the Order. The man had caused him too much suffering!
Sion didn't stop. For now, it seemed he only listened to Swain. He gripped Jhin by the neck and slammed him toward the ground, but stopped just before his head hit.
"Forget it, lad. He's an old friend of mine. Do me a favor and let him go." Kled held Sion's arm. Even riding Skaarl, he barely came up to Sion's thigh.
Sion hesitated, but in the end, he