"Say the words and I promise to set you free."

The patch-faced individual giggled from where he sat in the sewers, looming above you.

"Say that you're gonna become my little 'associate'" What Mahito really meant was, you will be his pet. "You know the sorcerer's don't deserve someone...of your talents. But I do."

You had fought him, and almost lost your life...you're breathing because he wanted you to live. No other reason.

"Say it" He threatened with a honeyed smile.