Chapter 14: DRAG ME TO HELL.
The Runner stood tall, chest rising and falling slowly, its tongue licking at the fresh blood dripping from its jaws. Its glowing eyes turned to Johnquis, almost smug.
Johnquis glared at it.
"Don’t look at me like that. You’re the one dragging me into hell like a damn toy."
The Runner tilted its head, then made a low grumble that almost sounded like a laugh.
"Oh, you think this is funny?"
Johnquis pointed at the ground, breath still shaky.
"That was eleven floors down! Five! I almost died!"
The Runner stepped closer and crouched, ears twitching. It gave a playful nudge to Johnquis’s side with its snout.
"Stop that. I’m not petting you. You just murdered like what thirty Eaters? You’re eating up half my grind like a greedy parasite."
The Runner grunted again and leaned closer, almost pressing its forehead to his.
Johnquis sighed, pushing its face back with one hand.