A brief flash of light and I found myself on the familiar grounds, surrounded by a few shipping containers, bent metal, and an enormous, spherical machine with an orange core that lit up the open splotches on its surface. This was the gateway to the Devil Splicer’s lair, where we could take out the Splicer’s leaders, and where I could possibly gain control of SIVA for myself.
The area I was in was no different compared to the first time I had traversed through here. The grounds were still covered in snow and the place was in complete control of the Splicers, becoming more of a machine terrain than a terrestrial one. If anything, there were more thick SIVA wires branching in different directions—still consuming and enhancing.
“Hunter,” Pathernax …show more content…
“Humph. ‘To dissever the flow of SIVA?’ Really? That’s the best you could come up with, Hunter?” He shoved his face into mine. “You and I both know you want SIVA for yourself. Now, I don’t know what angle you’re playing at, but it’s got to stop and I for one won’t be—”
“Stop right now,” Paledon said, shoving Pathernax to the side. “You shut up. And listen to me. I am so fucking sick of you and your conspiracy theories. Hunter doesn’t want SIVA. He wants to stop it. We all do. And if you can’t trust him, why should we trust you?”
“Who said you have to trust me?” Pathernax said, fixing his robes to a more prestine appearance. “I never trusted Hunter, you know that. Ever since he got that Boomer from the Warpriest and ever since he was so adamant to endeavour these…demigods, it’s been uncanny. Kabril, c’mon, back me up.”
Kabril, sporting his New Monarchy armour, shook his head in disbelief—as if he found it foolish that we were bickering about something so trivial, at least to the rest of us, bar Pathernax. “I don’t care. I really don’t. We’re a team. We took Oryx down together. And now look at us. We can’t even come up with a simple plan on what to do here, because you three have your heads so far up your asses, you can’t see who’s right and who’s wrong. I’ll tell you why. Because none of you
The area I was in was no different compared to the first time I had traversed through here. The grounds were still covered in snow and the place was in complete control of the Splicers, becoming more of a machine terrain than a terrestrial one. If anything, there were more thick SIVA wires branching in different directions—still consuming and enhancing.
“Hunter,” Pathernax …show more content…
“Humph. ‘To dissever the flow of SIVA?’ Really? That’s the best you could come up with, Hunter?” He shoved his face into mine. “You and I both know you want SIVA for yourself. Now, I don’t know what angle you’re playing at, but it’s got to stop and I for one won’t be—”
“Stop right now,” Paledon said, shoving Pathernax to the side. “You shut up. And listen to me. I am so fucking sick of you and your conspiracy theories. Hunter doesn’t want SIVA. He wants to stop it. We all do. And if you can’t trust him, why should we trust you?”
“Who said you have to trust me?” Pathernax said, fixing his robes to a more prestine appearance. “I never trusted Hunter, you know that. Ever since he got that Boomer from the Warpriest and ever since he was so adamant to endeavour these…demigods, it’s been uncanny. Kabril, c’mon, back me up.”
Kabril, sporting his New Monarchy armour, shook his head in disbelief—as if he found it foolish that we were bickering about something so trivial, at least to the rest of us, bar Pathernax. “I don’t care. I really don’t. We’re a team. We took Oryx down together. And now look at us. We can’t even come up with a simple plan on what to do here, because you three have your heads so far up your asses, you can’t see who’s right and who’s wrong. I’ll tell you why. Because none of you