Elias swept his gaze over the corpses strewn across the ground, then looked back at Roy opposite him and let out a long, complicated sigh.
"Why? You could have stayed out of this. Why did you stand with her? Was killing so many people for her really worth it?"
Faced with Elias's string of questions, Roy, with nowhere left to run, showed not the slightest fear. Covering his blackened left arm, scorched by electricity, he smiled and gave his answer.
"Of course it was for justice. I swore that I would never leave anyone behind, so no matter who faces persecution, I will fight for her without hesitation, even if it costs me my life."
Roy set down the suitcase in his hand, took out Elias's radio, and used his only uninjured right hand to levitate it back to its owner.
"If one day you and Aisling switched places, and you were the one being hunted and persecuted, I would step forward and fight for you too."
"How noble. What a pity for all the lives that died by your hand."
Elias caught the radio Roy had thrown back, inspected it in his hand, then placed it on the bare ground by his feet and looked again at the bedraggled Roy across from him.
"Aren't you going to run? You can Apparate, can't you? To be honest, I really regret teaching you so much magic. If I hadn't taught you Apparition, would so many people not have died today?"
A helpless smile hung on Elias's face as he looked at Roy, who seemed utterly fearless, and asked in confusion why he still was not running.
Roy raised his head and looked at the clear, cloudless sky after the dark clouds had dispersed. He sighed as though he had resigned himself