The Sweeten Deal

Ah, Hobe, how about I sweeten the deal? I'll cradle you in my arms as you draw your last breath, so you won't have to face the void alone. Hm?

— Alina

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The confusion in Hobe's eyes shifted to a grim realization as Alina's blade cut through his defenses. Reacting swiftly, he leaped backward, creating distance within the empty void of the digital space.

"In the realm of Slayer Knights, mutans have no place," Alina declared, her voice cold and resolute. "This is the consequence of straying from our fate, Hobe."

Staring at Hobe with a blend of disdain and determination, she continued, "Are you Hobe, or have you succumbed to something darker?"

In the emptiness of the digital realm, Hobe's instincts kicked in, and he retorted through gritted teeth, "I am still Hobe. And I will not let they consume me. Whatever it arghhh...,"