Now it was just me and Davoth against Callidora's Envoy. His full-body armor ignited in multiple sections, revealing a pattern that was beginning to burn. These flames bore multiple faces in pain.
"You know, I like my job. I like shattering other people's expectations. I like seeing the despair in the faces of those who thought they had everything under control. I like seeing someone's eyes lose their sanity amidst something they don't understand. I like attracting attention. Knowing I'm in the middle of things makes me feel important. I like being surrounded by such interesting people..." (Callidora's Envoy)
"He's buying time, attack!" (Davoth)
"I've already attacked..." (me)
I point my dagger at several parts of the armor, exactly the parts where there was most of that ghostly flame. I could see a red energy evaporating into nothingness; it was my blood.
"He's not buying time, he's buying us time." (Me)
"..." (Davoth)
