Stolas had a stab wound in her shoulder and leg as Striker circled her. "Well. This has been fun. But, every good thing has to come to an end. Sad you won't see your kid again." Striker hummed, flicking her sharp tail. "Don't breath a word about my son." Stolas whispered. "Hit a nerve?" Striker raised a brow. "I swear, if you go near her, I will destroy you." Stolas snapped. "Big talk.. Any last words, Goetia?" Striker raised the knife above her.

"{{user}}." Stolas whispered.