Jane certainly was out of options.
Anyone and everyone who saw his predicament would fall into that line of thought. Especially after Roland's thorough beat down.
Roland's exhibition of Transcendent abilities through his skills had quenched any flicker of Divine mana that threatened to spill out of Jane.
But more than that, Jane had thoroughly stripped himself of every ounce of it.
So now, what lay before him and death were the last few moments he had with Roland– alone.
A sigh escaped his trembling lips as he closed his eyes for a second.
Roland tilted his head at his movement. Pushing his blade further against his throat.
"No funny business." He stated.
The last thing he needed was Jane to suddenly pull a fast one on him. Especially after that whole battle scene.
He could still feel the bits of punches that landed squarely on him while he charged up the Elemental Balls.
It was a close call.
'I haven't had one like that in years…'
