"Bathing in Spring!"
As green light flared, the Talon operative's mangled, twisted body began rapidly repairing itself before Zuo Ci. In no time, all his injuries, even old wounds, had healed completely, restoring him to perfect condition.
This was, without question, the best physical condition he had ever been in.
Yet as he felt the strength surging through his body, the Talon operative felt no excitement at all. Instead, a chill engulfed him, as though he had plunged into an icy abyss.
After all, any normal person would have felt at least a little unsettled upon seeing Zuo Ci's thunderous expression.
"Good. You're back to full health. Now I won't have to worry about you accidentally dropping dead."
As he spoke, Zuo Ci summoned two Death Knights, who took a side each and stretched the Talon operative's limbs out spread-eagle.
"Let's get this straight first. I'm actually a very reasonable person. If you're willing to tell me the idiotic plans of those idiots whose brains can't even measure up to a Wild Owl's, I'll let you go.
(Of course, the person I let go will be you from one second ago. If you haven't disappeared from my sight the next second, that'll prove you don't want to leave. You can't blame me for what happens after that.)
"Of course, it's fine if you refuse, too. But you'd better think it through. I'm not some delicate little Batman. I've got plenty of strength and plenty of ways to use it!"
Crack! Crack!
Zuo Ci clenched his fists, his joints cracking over and over with an intensely menacing sound.
Even so, the Talon operative kept his mouth firmly shut, completely ignoring Zuo Ci's threats.
Though his instincts were inexplicably screaming at him to surrender immediately, he figured there was nothing much to