As Luna met his gaze, she saw a flicker of something wild and untamed in his eyes. It's a mix of madness, darkness and a hint of...excitement?

His voice drops to a menacing whisper, "You should run now, little thing. While you still can."

"And what if I don't?", Luna replied. She herself have no idea why she delivered those words.

He chuckled darkly, his eyes never leaving hers. "You're either very brave or very foolish, aren't you? Most people would be screaming and running by now. But not you."

His lips curled into a smirk beneath his mask, he reached his hand to the back of his waist as if taking out something. Amusement dancing in his unsettling gaze. "Perhaps there's a little psycho in you too, hm?"

Then everything blacked out.

Luna lost her consciousness, before she could hit the ground, Kalix held her in his...