Apexion's bleeding starry eyes shone with wonder as he gazed intensely at the red sphere before him, that was flickering and struggling to break free from his flaming paw.
'Blood. A drop of blood. The thing that I spent so much effort to defeat is a drop of blood. The thing that brought ruin to MY world is just a drop of blood. How fascinating. How hateful,' he thought as his eyes bled, as his gaze slightly blurred, and his will trembled.
He was suffering damage just by looking at the drop of blood. "So strong…What type of creature does this blood belong to? How strong of a creature does it belong to?" There was no questioning about it; this drop of blood was something at a far higher level than him.
He reached out his right hand to touch it, but suddenly he paused. His instinct told him not to, that something unfavorable would happen if he did.