That stops Eli in his tracks, freezing him in place. He looks down, considering his still-burning now-bound limbs, and tests the strength of those talismans. No, he's truly stuck. With that conclusion, he stops struggling altogether.

He's an awful sight at this point, and now that he's motionless and his clothing has almost completely burned away, it's obvious what's happening: his flesh is regenerating as fast as it's burning, endless fuel for a continuous torture.

He looks at Wei Wuxian. Incredibly, despite burning alive, he seems to be giving honest thought to that question. "Humanity," he answers, hoarse yet measured, "deserves to survive."