Villain Ch 1946. Hell's Kitchen
The Carver's body exploded in a storm of blood, smoke, and whispered voices.
All that was left was a still-beating, black-red heart. Smoking.
It pulsed once.
Twice.
Then dropped onto the tile with a wet smack.
[MINI BOSS DEFEATED: THE CARVER]
[LOOT OBTAINED: HEART OF THE CARVER - QUEST ITEM]
[New Objective: COOK THE HEART. SERVE THE MEAL.]
Everyone stared at the quest log.
Alex fell to his knees. "No. No. I'm not doing it. I am not cooking that. I'm still normal."
Red panted, still gripping his sword. "Who… writes these quests? They are psychopath."
Mastercraft wiped his face, covered in meat and ectoplasm. "I swear to God, if it turns into a cooking minigame..."
Allen stood near the remains. Clean. Calm. His blades vanished into smoke.
He looked down at the heart. Then up at them.
"Well?" he said. "Anyone got seasoning?"
The three of them stared at him like he'd just licked the floor.
