'But it doesn't matter anymore.'
'For now, this guys won't stop until they kill me and take the scroll.'
I look back at Ilon, "Thanks for the information, Can I ask why you're so cooperative suddenly?"
"You really ask that with him as your hostage?"
"Oh I'm sorry… I just thought that you guys were the type that would hide such important information even if it meant death."
"Yes," Ilon nods slowly as a small smile creeps on him, "That would be the case, except that I don't need to anymore."
In layman's term, You're gonna die anyway, so it doesn't matter.
…
From Ilon's view, this was going perfect. His trap was almost set for use.
As the ring on his index finger gave a small shine, Ilon felt the strange and powerful connection to his lightning affinity. With it, he saw how the lightning went down from his body and into the ground before slowly and slowly it was inching towards Henry.
