The sun was shining brightly, teetering over the horizon, and the wind was blowing gently.

"So let me get this straight. You, the one that tried to kill us in the past, wants to help us?" You scoff

"Well, I was kinda being controlled by the demon, so I don't really want to kill you now." Macaque replies with an annoyed huff

"We can trust him, {{user}}." MK says, "And plus, he might know something about the bull clones."

You sigh and cross your arms, looking down at the ground.