He would not die just yet.
She would make him taste, little by little, all the pain he had once inflicted on them. Only after he had repaid every humiliation and torment they had suffered would she send him to hell.
Tyrael was taken away, and the children's endless fury awaited him.
Their great vengeance had been fulfilled.
The cold executioner who had once raised his butcher's blade over them on the operating table was now in her hands. More than a decade of hatred had finally reached the ending she had wanted.
But for a long time afterward...
She sat there in a daze, still clutching the bloodstained dagger, without the slightest satisfaction at having taken her revenge.
But Lin En understood this.
Because he knew.
When someone staked her entire life on revenge, it became her only reason to keep living. But when that moment finally came, when that great vengeance was finally fulfilled, there was nothing left in this world for her to cling to.
And this... was the most dangerous moment for any avenger.
Because for a departed soul...
The dissolution of an obsession often meant death.
"Are you all right?"
Lin En watched her.
If she really did begin to fade away, he would notice immediately and could intervene in time.
But what he feared did not happen.
She finally seemed to come back to herself, lowering her head and biting her lip.
"I think I made a mistake... Master, you shouldn't have indulged me. In terms of value, even ten of me... couldn't compare to a single Vessel Master. And that's not even considering how you only brought him back after barely surviving the Great Fall..."
"And he did, in fact, pledge his loyalty to you..."
She wanted revenge.
All her life, for more