Having said that, Jared jabbed a finger forward.
There was a flash of spiritual light before Riehl felt severe pain in both arms, subsequently losing all sensation from them.
He slumped to the ground, his eyes filled with both fear and relief. He knew he deserved this, yet he was grateful to Jared for sparing his life. His hands were useless now, but they might recover in a decade or so. But if his life was taken, that would be forever!
"T-Thank you, Mr. Chance..." Riehl, despite his immense pain, was also overcome with joy.
From somewhere, he found the strength to suddenly stand and run toward the distance. He was afraid that Jared might change his mind and kill him.
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