Rito casts an illusion onto Francis to prevent him from hitting Pierre
the hammer projectile doesn’t change midair
(aren’t his clothes destroyed from the first time… so he’s not wearing a shirt or anything…)
Turns towards the entrance.
“Ooh, a butterfly!”
Runs out of the building.
Pierre isn’t anticipating the change in direction from the hammer. It clips his wing, and he recoils in pain.
“FUCK!”
“I might be blinded, but my distorted sense of justice cannot be mistaken!”
He runs forward, toward the government building.
Looks at message once more.
Taps on Francis’ shoulder.
“Hey.”
“Pierre!”
Rito gives off a look of anger and transforms into a squid-like monster much taller than any human he’s been before. He chases after Francis
Francis is now inside, running. His footsteps leaves a trail of burning carpets behind.
Gavan pets his dogs
“Being an assassin is lonely, huh boy? Wish I had some (human)company. Heck, even the crazy cultist dude would’ve been better than none.”
dog whines
“Maybe I’ll go check on Laura, her company building is close by anyway. I’ll buy you some treats on the way back!”
Gavan leaves for Lephis Startups
(of course, Gavan doesn’t know that Laura isn’t there)
Looks at the cracked tiles.
“Doing business with a maniac? What is she thinking?”
He runs after Francis.
Rito continues to chase after Francis with increasing speed. He uses his tentacles to attempt to grab him and pull him away from his current direction.
A closed sign hangs over the company’s door. There’s a nearby café though.
“Where is he… that big bastard…” Laura mutters.
Gavan looks at the sign outside Laura’s office
“Gone out? Be back later? Maybe she’s out on break? I’ll go get a coffee while I wait.”
Gavan goes towards the café
(i already know how this is gonna end)
“Where is the president son?!”
A tentacle grabs hold of his leg. He falls.
“Curses! Octopus should stay in the depth of the sea!”
His chin is bleeding again.
Gar catches up with them. Panting. Or so he seemed.
“Gosh… okay… h… hold on…”
Rito drags Francis and slams him to the ground with his grip still strong
“He is somewhere safe where scum like you won’t be able to harm him.”
Pierre sits idle in front of the tower, still in pain from the hammer’s blow.
“How do I… even… Christ.”
He goes to find Rito within the tower.
Francis screams. He hates pain.
“This mortal hates pain!”
Told you he hates it.
A pair of chisels appear in his hands. Francis stabs the tentacles frantically with it.