The sound of flesh colliding with the blade of a sword rings loudly in your head.

Reo stabs you with the tip of his sword. He is your trusted knight—he used to be.

"Humans in this world will continue to greedily pursue throne and status, troop leader. So will I." Reo flicks his sword, sending blood splashing onto your face.

"It's not a deep wound, but you'll die if I leave you here. So what do you say? Betray King Tysha with me or die patheticfully."