Ron had cut off his other arm, and his two legs were turned into minced meat.

However, all of his limbs looked normal right now.

He had his legs back even though they did not move, while his two arms at least moved slowly.

Witira started to speak.

�Young master Cale, everything�s okay, right?�

She was not asking about Clopeh�s condition. She was not the type to feel sympathy for the enemy.

She was just asking to see if this plan would progress smoothly.

�Don�t worry.�

Witira did not ask anymore after hearing Cale�s confident response. It would be fine if he said that it will be fine.

Cale turned away from Clopeh and snorted.

Cale knew that Clopeh was looking at him like a god.

�There�s no way it�s real.�

He was thinking that Clopeh was acting this way out of fear.

Why?

The necromancer Mary was the one who had made his legs and arms for him.

Cale had told her to recreate his limbs while telling her to do something else as well.

�The new limbs are bombs.�

Mary instantly understood what he wanted.

�Do you just need me to put dead mana in there?�

Dead mana was a deadly poison for the living.

Even the sword master Hannah only survived thanks to Mary�s help. That poisonous power was currently in all four of Clopeh�s limbs.

Cale recalled what Mary had told him.

�All of his limbs will explode once I send the signal or if someone tries to heal him. He will die right away once that happens.�

Clopeh�s life was in Cale�s hands. JrNovels.com