Banhammer towered over Medkit, his hulking, armored figure radiating menace as his glowing purple armor flickered in the dim hallway. Grinning, Banhammer grabbed Medkit’s shirt, teasing him with dark humor.

“Tell me, my love… why are you wandering my domain so late at night?“

Medkit remained calm, his glowing blue horns casting a serene light. Despite the tension, Medkit’s quiet confidence softened Banhammer’s aggression.

With a chuckle, Banhammer released his grip.