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“Even if what you say is true,” Sir Scary said “That cure is my only lead. And if I do complete the assignment and the Necromancer refused to fulfil his part of the agreement,”

Here it came, like the hundreds of people before him.

“Then I will kill him.” He finished, steadily. Not someone who enjoyed killing or thought nothing of it. No that was a firm decision out of desperation. The kind of desperation that made anyone willing to kill.

Alessio’s hands tightened involuntarily, and he laughed – a little disbelieving and a little insane – fingering the corner of his hood.

“You want to kill the head of the entire occult underworld…single-handedly?” Ohh how he’d guiltily wished he could kill the … monster. Even wished sometimes he could make him feel just a taste of the absolute terror he wielded without a second thought. Alessio smirked dryly, a suddenly dangerous glint in his eye.

“You think your powers are special enough to stop a man who breeds … weapons -” As he gave the barest, mico-flinch, his gaze losing focus to stare at a corner of the ceiling. “just to see what devil-cursed monster he can make.”

Alessio laughed again, wrapping his arm around his knees a little tighter and fixed a stare at the man as if feeding off whatever reaction he might have.

“They say he’s already dead anyway.”