Once the Master’s Brother Was Dead, All Right and Wrong, Gratitude and Grudges

As He-El casually tossed Tao Bai Bai's corpse to the ground, the entire world seemed to fall into pallor and silence. Inside the Red Ribbon Army command room. Commander Red, his adjutant Black, and every communications officer stared blankly at the monitor, frozen before it. The world's greatest assassin—Tao Bai Bai, whom Commander Red had hired for fifty million to kill a single person—had now been reduced to nothing but a sheet of human skin filled with shattered bones and blood after He-El's attack.