Cassius froze stiff, as if a bullet had pierced right between his eyebrows, his chest heaving violently.


    "Get the hell out of here! Go gouge out your own damn eyes!"


    Chasel''s wrists were rubbed raw and bloody by the iron cuffs, entirely numb from the pain, yet he continued to struggle frantically. "Cassius! Don''t listen to his bullshit! Kill him, hurry!"


    "Ah!"


    Before he could finish his sentence, he was dropped into another rapid freefall.


    "Stop! I''ll do it!" Cassius roared, his eyes bloodshot.


    "Hurry up. I''ve never been a patient man."


    Cassius knelt on the ground, his head bowed deeply.


    On the concrete floor, droplets of moisture began to pool. It was impossible to tell if it was sweat or tears.


    "You''re right. I should atone... I should have done this a long time ago."


    The moment his impossibly hoarse voice faded, Cassius raised his hand without a second of hesitation. He drove the rough tip of his index finger viciously into his own eyeball.


    "No... no... no!"


    Chasel''s eyes were as red as blood. The instant he screamed out—


    He watched helplessly as the man he loved deeply plunged his fingers into his own left eye. Bright crimson blood gushed down his bulging, veinced hand, dripping onto the ground to form a dark puddle.


    It was agonizing, far worse than he had ever imagined.


    Cassius trembled violently from the pain. He mmed both hands against the ground, a muffled groan of sheer agony tearing from the depths of his throat.


    "Cassius!"


    Chasel shrieked in absolute devastation, his heart shattering. n! I''m going to kill you! I swear I''ll kill you!"


    Evenn was taken aback, a flicker of shock crossing his gaze.


    He never imagined Cassius would actually gouge out his own eye.


    For Chasel, for this ridiculous stand-in, he was willing to go to such lengths.


    He truly loved him to a fault.


    He was genuinely willing to sacrifice everything for this man.


    Cassius took a sharp, ragged breath and slowly lifted his head. His left eye was now a hollow, bloody


    socket, and a single tear


    of blood


    slipped down his cheek.


    "Can you... let him go now?"


    This eye wasn''t just to save the love of his life.


    It was also to give Ethan closure.


    He had carried the weight of guilt and self-me for too many years. He had always


    wanted a chance topletely let go and redeem himself.


    After tonight, regardless of whether he made it out alive.


    He would forever bury Aubrey in the past, never to mourn him again.


    "Heh, you live up to the name Hex. You''re a tough one. It''s just a pity..."


    "Sorry, but I still have to send him to his grave."


    Just as his finger hovered over the button, a sharp silhouette suddenly leaped up from below, spinning around to aim a gun directly at head.


    "You animal! You''re the one going to the grave!"