"Oi, oi, oi! What's that?" William quickly approached him without a care of his own wound. "Since when did you have six wings?"
"Always has been." Sullivan let out a long sigh. "In the past, my trauma prevented me from using this. To think that a few years after promising his majesty that I will unleash everything I have when necessary was the last promise I had before he fought the beast…My heart couldn't take it anymore.
"I chose not to run away anymore, making sure that the current him wouldn't die because of me holding back. After all, I know that losing someone is far worse than getting scrutinized by those around you…" Sullivan closed his eyes, letting out tears.
