<...Then let's do 'it'.>
The voice spoke again in a grim, resigned tone.
Bane froze, allowing a few attacks to tear him apart.
"N-No!"
Bane replied out loud, his eyes widening in genuine horror.
'I-I won't! If I do that...'
'I will lose everything!'
'I... I will lose you!'
The voice in his head turned cold.
It was no longer a partner advising a host; it was a parasite making a survival calculation.
"Wa-"
RIIIIIP.
A sickening tearing sound echoed from Bane's very soul.
"ARGHHHHH!"
Bane arched his back, his eyes rolling back into his head. Black blood sprayed from his pores as the demonic markings on his skin began to peel away. The obsidian horns on his forehead cracked and shattered.
Something was forcing its way out of him.
Even Amaniel was stunned by the sudden turn of events for a moment.
Wrrr...
