With Axel's speed and agility, it was a bit impossible for him to parry it, much less dodge it. Even if he took it on with his body, his durability would fail him to survive.
He thought. The Emperor can't save me from this. He won't.
Even if he was aware of the strange ability of the Emperor to turn fate, for some reason, he felt the Emperor would not be able to help him.
I'd really die.
After all, he was not the only one facing death at the moment, the Emperor could not possibly save them all.
I don't want to die.
Yet, deep inside him, he was hoping for the Emperor to save him. Even so, as always, he felt the Emperor did not want him to.
Please, I don't want to die.
After all, if he recalled the Emperor's words during the meeting, he wanted them to have a breakthrough. Facing a life and death situation might be perfect for it.
I have to react.
Suddenly, every fiber and muscle of his body roared, attempting to react with the distress signal of his brain.
Body! Move!
