Davis questioned for more information. He considered all that Cantor Darkdew said and thought for a few moments before he gestured.
"How do you want to die?"
"…"
Cantor Darkdew's mouth went agape lightly. He closed it and opened it, unable to say anything before he sighed visibly. The stiffness in his body also lessened a great deal.
"I suppose there's no point in living. Just please… don't… massacre my tribe."
"I won't." Davis shook his head, "This isn't even your territory or locality. It is you who needlessly sneaked into our hideout and decided to arbitrarily assassinate me, and that too while I was asleep. If you had attacked me straight away and openly, perhaps there's some chance for you to be pardoned, but you made your choice to assassinate without confirming my intentions. Now you must reap what you sow."
"…" Cantor Darkdew wryly smiled.
