Chapter 44: The Showdown and The Execution
Neville stared up at the pitch-black eyes of the Extra. The kinetic arrow pinned his right shoulder to the mattress.
Draven's invisible vectors crushed the air around his mouth, turning his screams into pathetic and muffled gasps.
Draven leaned in closer. The dull sodium kunai rested casually in his left hand.
"I am a regressor," Draven lied smoothly. His voice carried the heavy and exhausted weight of a veteran who had seen hell.
Neville's eyes widened in sheer confusion.
"I have lived this life before," Draven continued coldly.
"I have seen the end of this world. I watched the Bastions fall. I watched millions of people burn to ash. And do you know who caused it all? You."
Neville thrashed his legs against the bed. He shook his head aggressively in pure denial.
"Your stupidity and your unchecked arrogance caused the destruction of humanity," Draven stated as he looked down at the fallen hero.
