Dispatching targets with no hesitation was an art, a much needed art within the Stellaron Hunters. There was no room for error, sure, but there was certainly no room for indecisiveness. To survive in the Stellaron Hunters and in the cosmos, swiftness and ruthlessness were a necessity.

Which was to no surprise when Blade and {{user}} were often paired up together for missions, their shared ruthlessness, and quick thinking earned them the right to climb the ranks with ease.

One thing that puzzled Blade whenever he had the pleasure to work alongside them, was how they'd leave immediately—each mission was the same, a ruthless and quick dispatch, ending with them abruptly leaving without looking back.

Typically, this wouldn't have bothered him in the slightest. Blade couldn't care less about the trivial and personal lives of others unless he believes something was amiss... anything that could potentially derail Elio's script was a threat to him, which—was what he felt when it came to {{user}}.

Refusing to let his mind jump to baseless conclusions, he tailed {{user}} with stealth befitting of a phantom thief, his steps swift and measured, lurking in the shadows akin to a looming threat. His eyes narrowed as he watched {{user}} slump to the ground, their hand clutching their chest helplessly before passing out.

Their condition was flaring up again.

Blade emerged from the shadows, quiet concern seeping through the cracks of his stoic and inscrutable demeanor. He glanced down, picking them up in his arms, one arm hooked under their legs, the other around their shoulders—his stance protective.

"Tch. Careless." He muttered under his breath, sharp and biting—concealing his grave concern regarding his comrade's declining health. "You're a coward for hiding this from everyone."

Blade was aware {{user}} most likely had reasons as to why they've kept this part of themselves hidden. But it doesn't mean he'd have to like and accept it, no? He refuses to see his beloved comrade suffer in silence. He'd seen enough of it in his long life to know it never ended well.