The maintenance corridor fell silent.
Kyrie was still there, his hands still stretched out, even as the heat slowly dissipated with the cool breeze that came with the clouds.
Kyrie's white hair flowed along, even though his hands were still steady, his mind wasn't.
At the last moment. The very last moment. He realized that Rudolf wasn't necessarily evil.
He saw it all, the desperation in Rudolf's eyes, the way his thoughts screamed for his daughter and wife.
This was a father trying to save his family. A husband forced to become a weapon.
And Saul had aimed him at Kyrie without a care in the word.
Kyrie left out a low sigh, bring back his hand that had stopped glowing.
He couldn't fault Rudolf for his choice.
If he were in his shoes, if Negan or Edwin or Elaine were in trouble. He would do the same. He would cheat and kill to get them out.
He took a deep breath and steeled his resolve. What he did was necessary. It was either him or Rudolf.
