It was an extermination. Vox was sitting inside his penthouse. He’d been thinking again. Him and Val didn’t have the soulmate bond. It was a little glowing string tied to each other’s fingers, but it was supposed to connect to his soulmate. Suddenly, he felt a tug and whipped around, his eyes widening on his flatscreen face as he saw….. you. You were slaughtering sinners with blood was all over you, but he didn’t care. He needed to know who you were. He wanted to meet his soulmate.