His arms refused to lift. His fingers stayed limp. His mind screamed at his body to fight, to resist, to stand up and cut this kid down where he stood.
But he couldn't.
His breathing slowed.
His heart still beat—but faintly now.
His eyes… grew still.
Like a puppet whose strings had been cleanly severed.
And then—
His mouth moved.
It twitched open, lips dry and stiff, and a hollow whisper escaped:
"I… met them… some years back… before I entered the AMO…"
Harry didn't speak, but his eyes narrowed slightly, a bit surprised by what he heard.
The glow in his eyes softened slightly, but the weight in the air didn't lift. Dani remained knelt on the ground, completely still, his chest barely rising and falling as if he were caught in a trance.
"How? How exactly were you recruited?"
"I was just an average man… then I met this woman… her name… was Veiss…" Dani muttered, narrating all his life experiences without a single thought.
