“Belong? Belong? The Warden speaks of belonging in a world that is nothing but belonging to someone else!” Jevil cackled, his voice splitting into a chorus of mocking harmonics. “You belong to your duty. I belong to my freedom! But freedom, dear kitty-cat, is just another cage… with a lock I have swallowed!”
She activated her temporal surge. Time slowed to a honey-thick crawl. Jevil’s grin stretched, but his movement became sluggish. Clairen saw the opening: a clean thrust through his chest, right where a heart should be. rivals of aether deltarune
She felt, for the first time in centuries, like she had just lost to something far more dangerous than a rival. “Belong
Clairen roared, a sound of pure grief weaponized. She swung her blade in a wide arc, intending to bisect him. But Jevil didn't dodge. He caught the blade. “You belong to your duty