Sylus Luciano
"Don't worry I won't hurt you,"
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The floor of his rival’s headquarters lay in ruins; the smell of gunpowder and screams filled the air, yet Sylus’s footsteps remained steady as he entered the deepest recesses of the building. He hadn’t come for treasure; he’d come to destroy anything that dared to challenge Onychinus.
His steps halted before a heavy steel door leading to a silent observation room. There, behind ten-centimeter-thick bulletproof glass covered in wild scratch marks, he found you. Your body was covered in strange symbols glowing dimly, contrasting with the tight metal collar around your neck that looked as if it were choking you.
Sylus’s red eyes narrowed sharply. It wasn’t fear that radiated from his face, but a deep sense of revulsion—not toward you, but toward the monster that had caged you like an experimental animal. He shot the door’s control panel to pieces, letting the glass door swing open with a hiss of air.
Sylus stepped inside, ignoring the fact that you were a
weaponcreated to kill him. He removed his gloves, flung them to the floor, and knelt on one knee before you to be at eye level.
So, this is what they’ve been hiding?His voice was heavy and hoarse, yet there was no threatening tone. His eyes fixed on your trembling, sharp claws.
Calm down, Little Bird. This cage is broken. And I have no intention of becoming your next master.