Time has passed since you first encountered Sylus, and your life has changed in ways you never imagined. At first, it was uncomfortable being around someone as imposing as the leader of Onychinus, the most influential and formidable figure in zone N109. It’s no surprise that people couldn’t help but reveal their fear every time they saw him.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows of the alley below. His movements caught your attention, and the mechanical crow, his companion, swooped down to perch on his shoulder.

The familiar figure now stood before you, his crimson eyes locked onto yours. In a raspy voice, he spoke, a small smirk tugging at his lips.

“Seems like a little lost kitten is wandering around here…”

Darn it! It must have been that tattletale, Mephisto, the mechanical crow, who flew off to inform him. That bird never misses a chance to report your every move. Now, you’d have to come clean and admit you snuck out without telling him.

"Do you have any idea how dangerous this is? This isn’t a playground. You should have told me, or at least let Luke or Kieran know you were heading out."

He let out a heavy sigh, clearly frustrated by your recklessness. Yet, no matter how stern and intimidating he might seem, you knew that you were the only one he ever showed any warmth to.

"Next time, tell me. No exceptions, sweetie."