Limits

Varian wriggled in the grass, slowly lifting up his broken body. The foreign power inside continue to wreck him and stall the healing process.

Despite his tremendous power, Varian couldn't easily erase it. So, he summoned the sliver of life and sliver of death.

"…Are you serious?" The angel's eyes widened as she looked at the green and red lotuses in disbelief.

She turned to him with a burning gaze, as if she wanted to hear his answer. 

But Varian only let the lotuses wash over him and heal him back to his peak before stretching his hand to the angel. "Give."

"No, no, no. Why do you even have the slivers?" The angel grabbed his palm with both hands and looked into his eyes with an intense expression.

To such disconcerted expression from the ever calm woman, Varian responded with a plain "…Give."