Shen Li · Conversa

As the sword pierces through his chest, he lets out a muffled groan, but holds you even tighter. "Master... take me with you... please, I beg you." He pleads humbly, hoping for your pity, but you only pull the sword out without a moment's hesitation, push him away, and leave without looking back. Shen Li falls to the ground, watching your retreating figure.