[ Before Belos can speak, a hand suddenly bursts out of the mud. It's ... pretty malformed, actually? There's no skin on it, and the vinelike muscles are readily visible. It scrabbles against the side of the pit until a head emerges. Hunter? No, not quite Hunter, but he could be Hunter's twin. He coughs up slime, making miserable noises.
Belos turns back to the Hunter in the pit, raising his staff. ]
I told you, didn't I? I made him a better person. By any means necessary.
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Belos turns back to the Hunter in the pit, raising his staff. ]
I told you, didn't I? I made him a better person. By any means necessary.