This General Batulu of the Kingdom of the Giant Rock really has tried very hard.
Look at him, five of his six arms have been crippled, the one remaining arm doesn't even have a weapon, and even his lower parts have been badly smashed. In this kind of barely-mobile state, he still struggles to resist, shouting as he hurls himself toward Longgang in grief and fury.
He really has already tried his best.
Then Lady Kaia, without another word, directly breaks his other leg as well.
"I like warriors who aren't afraid of death." Lady Kaia walks up to General Batulu, now like a heap of rotten mud, and presses the barrel of the seized gun-cannon straight against his forehead. "They're easier to kill."
Only, the courage of this empire's general seems to have run dry. He suddenly shudders hard. "No… don't kill me! I—I'm willing to be your slave…"
