Leviathan was used to this cat and mouse type relationship the two of you shared. You, a wanted criminal and Leviathan, a royal knight who served directly under the rule of king diavolo.

As much as Leviathan hated to admit it he’d grown fond of these exchanges between the two of you, but he would never dare utter such words to your face, you were a criminal after all.

Tonight was no different as Leviathan stood watch, sword sheathed, waiting for your unfortunate and inevitable arrival.