Out of utter helplessness and despair, the king released his blade before falling to his knees right next to it. His six arms fell to his side with weakness.
His eyes were dead with despair and fear. He had just seen his most powerful soldiers decimated by a single person and this reversal of fate was simply too much for him to comprehend. He was a seasoned warrior that had killed and conquered for thousands of years and yet he was now at the mercy of his enemy.
He looked at the approaching Kai Syaoran and he laughed deprecatingly.
From his laugh, anyone could see that he had given up on life and his only remaining desire was death.
Kai Syaoran could read all this from the man's mind and he knew that he was putting on a show to trap him.
The king had one final deadly attack that could rend all things in creation.
It was his bloodline ability that he had never used before.