Chapter 256 Give Him An Inch, And He’ll Want A Mile
Jameson Zinke spat out a mouthful of blood.
He stared at Carson Yorke with wide eyes, firmly grasping onto his shirt before his hands eventually sagged weakly to his sides. “Forgive me. Let us be brothers again in our next life.”
Carson yanked the sword out, and the cold energy exuded from the blade evaporated the blood from the surface of the weapon.
His eyes still glazed over, Jameson collapsed. Carson reached out to gently brush the recently deceased man’s eyelids shut, then stood up.
Zeppelin Wayne stepped forward to retrieve his blade, then looked over at Shane Griffin and Xavier Layton.
If the duo had been depending on Jameson to wage a deathbed struggle, then the state of their psyches must’ve completely collapsed by now. With a dull thud, they fell to their knees one after the other.
“King Yorke, please grant us mercy.”
“I beg you. Please, I beg you.”
The two began to kowtow to Carson, putting their all into their efforts. How ironic that just a few moments ago, they were still
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