See, this man pinned down by his swords was so familiar...so very familiar. That angled jaw line, those clenched fists...The only real differences besides the slight puffing of his cheeks from years of weight gain and the wrinkles of age taking hold, would be how those eyes no longer held the taunting gaze, but rather this one of ultimate fear.
It wasn't a surprise, though; he no longer had the cheers and chants behind him to fuel his actions. Those days had long since passed, and yet they burned into Eugene's head forever.
After all, he was the reason his powers had been unleashed. He was the reason he had been abducted and sent to Curdun Cay. He was the reason for nearly seven years of confinement, on top of years of being beaten down and bullied.
He could take out all of this revenge on him; to teach him a lesson or two, and to make him fully regret all of the pain he had been forced to endure.
And he was sure that he...couldn't. That, despite how much he desperately wanted him to pay, that it wasn't like him. He was above it.
If Delsin could spare the life of Augustine for worse, then...he could spare this man's life, as well. And just like that, the swords began to pixelate and disappear all together. And the man sucked in this breath that he had been holding, in fear of what was to happen to him. After a long moment of silence, he slowly moved to stand up on the concrete rooftop.
"You're...letting me go..?" It was quiet, timid-the complete opposite of how he had sounded all those years ago. And Eugene didn't say anything for a while.
But after a second or two, he shrugged. "What would I gain if I didn't? I'm a conduit, not a monster."
He didn't stick around to wait for what would come next. He was so close to deciding to end that man that had brought him to what he knows now. He gave this one last look before closing the door to the rooftop. Just because he was a conduit, doesn't mean that he can't at least leave with the decency of a human.