Ren stood in the dimming light, looking at his options.
Their situation was still on a razor’s edge. But if making a deal meant he didn’t have to permanently shatter his own core to push her off...
He didn’t rush his answer. He let the silence stretch, the non deliberate quiet of a man actually making a heavy decision, not just pausing for dramatic effect.
Finally, he acted. He channeled a sliver of mana and summoned Mayo out of the Wolverine’s spatial storage.
She materialized on the stone floor, a bit confused.
"Wait, you won’t give your favorite maid to the enemy, right?!"
Her arms were still wrapped fiercely around the massive, silver egg, clutching it to her chest.
"Give the egg to her," Ren ordered quietly, not in the mood for her joke. He jutted his chin with a serious face toward the enormous, black claw resting at the bottom of the stairs. The artifact was waiting with the cold, unmoving patience of an appendage that knew time was on its side.
Mayo’s mouth opened to protest... She looked up, ready to argue the massive downsides of the order.
Then she saw Ren’s eyes. She saw the blood on his chin, the profound exhaustion carving lines into his face, and the grim absolute certainty in his gaze.
She closed her mouth... She swallowed hard, and moved while letting out a trembling sigh. It was the sound of a soldier realizing that whatever argument she had prepared simply didn’t matter anymore. The priority of their survival was written on that face.
Mayo stepped forward warily.
She walked slowly toward the towering, grotesque artifact. She didn’t look at it, she just kept her eyes glued to the stone floor to avoid cowering back and her face was twisted in a bitter grimace, the universal expression of someone surrendering a priceless treasure to the enemy and choosing to physically ignore the exact moment of the handoff.
She gently placed the silver egg into the open, corrupted palm of the claw.
"Get back inside," Ren instructed promptly.
Mayo didn’t hesitate to flee... She scrambled backward, and Ren pulled her back into the Wolverine’s spatial hold.
Ren turned his glare back to the stairwell. "Now get out of the way, Selthia."
"Y-yes, yes," Selthia cooed softly. "B-but..."
Ren’s eyes narrowed into lethal slits.
"T-the egg as a free pass was the price when you all had full mana and hadn’t tried to pull a fast one on me," Selthia pointed out, her voice dripping with sudden, venomous practicality. "You are in a much worse position now than you were five minutes ago." She let a one-second pause hang in the air. "I want something else now..."
Ren’s instincts flared. His muscles coiled, ready to launch himself at the claw and rip the egg back before the artifact could retract with it. The golden light in his core instinctively surged to life, ready to burn all corruption again.


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