Silas paused for a moment before lifting his gaze to meet Robin's, his eyes flickering uncertainly.
He lowered his head, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry..."
He had said sorry.
But sometimes, sorry means nothing in the face of real harm.
If they all perished on the fourteenth floor, he'd be the most selfish villain of them all.
Stella, reluctantly, threw down the rope.
Melody's will to survive was strong; she frantically grabbed the rope first, looking anxiously at Dexter. "Dexter... you know I can't die."
"Melody's one of Damian's, she knows the secrets of the 'deification project'." Dexter glanced at me, seemingly waiting for my nod of approval.
"She won't survive this, but I'm confident we can uncover it," I said coolly.
"Yeah, we can find out," Colin added, agreeing.
Melody's voice trembled with fear. "Foebe... don't push it."
"Me? Pushing it?" I laughed, looking down at Melody. "When you tricked Phoebe into that trap, letting her get killed, did you ever think you were going too far?"
Melody's face grew even more distressed, desperately seeking Dexter's help.
Stella sneered. "You're getting what you deserve. Did you think about this day when you got Phoebe killed?" Stella spoke through clenched teeth. "That guy, Silas, you better come up now, or you'll die with her."
Silas quickly stepped forward, but the rope was still in Melody's grip.
I thought, given Silas's survival instinct, he'd push Melody aside and climb up himself, but he didn't.
He looked up at us, clearly struggling.
After all, Silas's survival until now wasn't just luck...
Was there someone behind him, thinking he could still be saved?
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