Chapter 122
Groaning, and with his entrails scattered, Ned was pinned to the wall. His lower half tore off. At seeing his own wretched state, his fox-eyes held great despair. For better or worse, he hadn’t been killed instantly. Noel started to hum cheerfully as she walked away. Her path was straight over her defeated opponents’ viscera. The sound of splashing and bouncing haunted the ears of Mirut and Cynthia.
“I-it ne-never came. M-my achievements, even though… I could finally… grasp…” Ned slurred in a weakening voice.
Such a thing was not supposed to happen. He could have never anticipated seeking asylum and fame in Bahar could lead to this.
“You won’t find happiness just by being on the winning side, eh?”
“I… used my… head, but… it didn’t work… out, eh?”
“Does this mean Geb’s ‘al
