Ethan watched as the rest of his minions cleared the dungeon effortlessly. This time, he decided to spend a few minutes extra and fully clear the dungeon to make sure everything was reset.
As he sat down and looked at the corpses, surprisingly, he did not feel any different at all. No regret. No remorse for what he had done.
Was he becoming some sort of cold-hearted, ruthless villain? Maybe. Maybe not. He did not start any of this. They started it and he finished it.
If he had let any of them live today, then it would have ended disastrous for him. They would not have let this go and made his life infinitely complicated. That is if they even let him live.
That was the way this world worked. He would have been naive and foolish if he had made any other decision tonight. This was also likely to cause him some trouble, but that could be handled.
