Jisto's jaw dropped, not expecting to actually receive an answer to his question. He wasn't sure if he had taken over the world, slaughtered everybody, or both...most likely just took over the world. If everybody was slaughtered then he wouldn't be living right now. As he was being dragged away without his consent, the poor child put his arms out as if waiting for someone to reach out and grab him. "Help me." he silently pleaded, but it was all in vain.
[End, I guess.]