It was obvious that the pill worked.
The next second, Simone stretched her hand out in a tone that left no room for retaliation. "Give it to me!"
"Alright, here you go!"
Darryl smiled lightly at the desperation in Simone's eyes, handing the pill over. Yet just as Simone was about to take it from him, he tilted his hand and it rolled onto the ground.
The pill was extremely fragile, and smashed into pieces once it hit the ground.
Indeed, Darryl had done so on purpose.
This kid had almost tortured Darryl to death seconds ago. How could he have just given her the Chilly Marrow Pill so easily?
"Oh!"
Darryl eyes the shattered pill on the ground, speaking in a false tone, "Oops, my hand slipped. Those Goldnail Scorpions really drained me of energy. Sorry!"
As he spoke, Darryl stared at Simone with the ghost of a smile on his face.
"You…"
Simone's expression shifted, beside herself with rage. "How dare you, Darryl Darby! You tricked me…"
Simone's gaze flashed as she spoke, radiating a murderous aura.
Darryl had clearly done it on purpose, but here he was pretending it had been an accident.
Simone's anger grew as she spoke. She summoned her internal energy, raising a hand to strike in Darryl's direction.
"Hey!"
Darryl did not panic in the slightest, not even bothering to dodge the blow. "We both know the pill works, kid. Kill me, and you can forget getting your hand on one ever again!"
Simone stopped short at the words, retracting the blow.
He was right. She would have no hope if she killed him.
Simone glowered at Darryl. "But you destroyed the pill! You…"
Darryl smiled before she could finish speaking. "And so what if I did? I can just make another!"
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