"Khe… Khe… Khe…" Theo looked down and watched how the man responsible for his former self's death wriggled on the ground.
By now, his neck was covered in small yet ugly wounds from how his former bully tried to literally rip his throat open. The blood poured out of those wounds, covering the man's hands in crimson during his last few wiggles…
And then it stopped.
With an expression of fear, regret, and confusion, the one who dared to deliver a lethal attack on Theo's former self, now laid down on the ground, killed in the exact same manner that he killed Theo.
"Heretics are doing whatever they want without even thinking about consequences…" Juvia whispered, glancing at the corpse with a complicated expression on her face.
'She already swallowed my act, bait, hook, line, and the entire fishing rod,' Theo thought, sending the woman a glance. 'Don't tell me she will doubt the actual truth…'