Death is impartial. It is not a matter of fairness, but of fate. All that is within man's grasp, is to fight against such a fate to the bitter end.

[Now that Ken's stopped struggling, he'll let the boy down. His grip might've been a bit too strong, and Ken will find that his arms ache a little where Liao had grabbed him.

But that stern expression of his softens a tad when Ken apologizes.]

It's alright. This room will deliberately show all the weakness in your Heart. You must strengthen your will against them.