A New Chapter Begins

After Ragnar left to recover, Cyanide decided to head for the basement of Aterra HQ. There, Luna tended to his wounded hand, far better than Doctor Finch ever could. The sun was still high, and it was only noon, so Cyanide wanted to head somewhere else after this.

"Cyanide… I believe in your decision, but I still can't help but worry," Luna said as she wrapped a bandage around his hand. "Was it really wise to accept that man's offer?"

"The Oathsworn bond exists, if you are concerned about him betraying me," Cyanide replied calmly. "Did you see his stats? He specced out all into Strength and Vitality. He'll make a good meat shield and distraction, should the need arise."

"That is true, but…" Luna still had an uncomfortable look on her beautiful face, and Cyanide smirked.

"What, you're worried he'll be able to beat me in the future?"