Now, her crimson eyes shimmered with an interest Martin had never seen from her before.
She wanted to know him personally, not as the tank, not as the party leader, and not as a convenient future asset, but as Martin.
The feeling reminded him of the intimate moment he had shared with NukEncore, but only in the way a blade and a fireball were both dangerous. NukEncore burned bright, playful, and shameless, striking him head on with heat he could not ignore. Kill Clause felt colder, slower, and heavier, like a blade sliding under his chin while the hand holding it quietly asked whether he trusted her.
Martin's throat tightened.
For one dangerous second, he wondered how much of the real woman was hiding behind Kill Clause.
Off to the side, Crimson Halo licked her lips. Her eyes widened, not with fear, but with the manic excitement of a woman who had just discovered a secret romance route hidden beneath a boss arena.
Exciting! So exciting!
