Chanwook grabbed me and took off into the sky. His bloody wings fluttered above like crowns of the end.
"You came right to us like some kind of guest. What the hell were you thinking?"
I crashed through glass and walls, but the hunter never let go of me.
"You should never have been trusted—I thought that from day one! All because of that insufferable old man sitting on his throne."
Then he hurled me even higher and prepared to swing his Kenketsu.
"You're no Wonder Child! You're just a False Promise!"
His blade was aimed to split me in two.
But I suddenly grabbed it with my bare fingers, effortlessly. From my back, long wings unfurled, and we both hung suspended in the air.
"You're right," I answered. "But right now, you're doing everything to make sure you lose."
Chanwook scoffed and dove in with sweeping arcs.
"And what, we're supposed to just take your word for it? Guys like you can't be trusted anymore."