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Endymion could not block Keter’s attack. It wasn’t a matter of speed; what Keter had struck was none other than himself. Keter had taken the Ein Sof arrow he had seized from Endymion and driven it into his own heart.
“Wow…”
Drip.
Keter’s body was abnormally tough. It was harder even than orichalcum, said to be the hardest material in the world. Yet the Ein Sof arrow pierced through even Keter’s flesh with ease, punching straight through his back.
“Damn, that hurts.”
Staggering, Keter grabbed Endymion and leaned against him.
“…Why did you do that?”
At Endymion’s question, Keter lowered his head.
“Discipline,” he answered.
“Who are you disciplining?” Endymion asked.
“Myself.”
Disciplining oneself?
Even though elves were a race known for their extreme emotional restraint, Endymion couldn’t help but show a baffled expression at Keter’s answer. Endymion believed Keter didn’t have long to live. After all, his heart had been pierced by the Ein Sof arrow.
Ein Sof could kill even gods. No matter how extraordinary Keter was, survival was impossible. Since saving him now was no longer an option, Endymion decided that at the very least, Keter deserved to know why he was dying.
“Keter. Your body carries the genetic factors of every living...
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