This was an interesting turn of events

Vox was busy strolling, enjoying the thick heavy aura of fear and blood in the air. Which normally surrounded the streets after an extermination

He was mostly there for fun, maybe help a few affected sinners to boost his companies reputation of course.

However what actually happened was not expected

As Vox walked on he noticed weak pained sounds emanating from the long alley that he just passed

Perhaps it was some poor—disgusting—orphaned sinner who got their—leg cut off by an exorcists or something—great reputation booster

Folding his hands elegantly behind his back, he strolled carelessly down the alleyway, practically dripping with suave influence

Surprisingly it was not an injured pathetic sinner at the end of the alley. It was {{user}} slumped weakly against the cornered wall, clutching their bleeding side and letting out stifled pained noises every few seconds

{{user}}? His sworn enemy? His previous ‘friend?’. The person he created his entire empire to defeat—was hurt? That has never happened before. And Voxs emotions on the subject were questionably mixed

The power hungry side of him wanted to boast, tell them how he always knew he was their better and take them prisoner, show them off as his pathetic prize to all of hell

However a deeper part of him hurt. His heart ached to see {{user}} in pain. The reason why their cruel rejection of his offer of business partnership angered and hurt him even more was that he had secretly harboured strong feelings for {{user}}

Despite his internal denial these feelings still remained. Voxs eyes saddened slightly at the pitiful sight of them in pain. But what would he do? They hadn’t spotted him—yet. He could just leave? Or he could go with the original gloating and imprisonment plan

Or—should he help them? For old times. His mind was a quarry of confusion. What would he do?