Nero landed and jumped again beside the slab where Laira remains rested. He raised his right hand and looked at the bracelet that had only half of the pearls left.
"Why did you stop? You should have broken!" he yelled.
Nero moved his left hand to remove the bracelet forcefully. As soon as Nero touched the bracelet, it sparkled lightning, and it burned Nero's palm.
"I hate you, mama."
The black in Nero's eyes slowly covered the red— although Nero wasn't aware of that. Nero tapped the finger of his right hand on the wrist of his left hand, and his hand was severed.
Blood came gushing out, and Nero let it drop on the slab. Nero's blood got mixed with Laira's blood, and it started regenerating. The blood turned into cells, then tissue, then muscles, and bones also restored. Laira's body was back to normal in about two minutes— and Nero's hand was also perfectly healed.
"Hey, can you hear me?" Nero slowly moved his hand towards her and shook her. "She doesn't have a soul."