His last moment

"Urrgh..." Holak clenched the ground in pain, his fingers digging into the scorched earth. "Those damned... little shits you call sons... they left me behind..."

"No one told you to go for a swim at such a crucial moment." Robin chuckled, his voice hoarse as he lifted his gaze upward once more,

"But it's good that you are here, I appreciate the help."

"I wasn't trying to help you, fool!!" Holak slammed his left hand against the ground, sending small embers flying. "I just couldn't let that bastard die before I gave him one last slap."

Robin smirked at the irony. Couldn't he have just waited until Baithor had crushed him first and then slapped him? Holak was obviously trying to save him, But he didn't comment on it. Instead, he waved his hand dismissively. "Yeah, yeah, whatever makes you sleep better at night. Now come help me up, I can't move."