Cyrus stepped closer, his presence filling the small space like gathering storm clouds.
"If we do this, we do it properly."
Crimson energy began to coil around his hands, like a living flame.
"Help me tear through Moonfall, and I will give you what you desire. Betray me, and I will know."
The words resonated with power that made the air itself vibrate.
Red fire erupted from Cyrus's palms, spiraling outward in blazing chains that sought their targets.
Ginsei stepped forward without hesitation, ice-blue eyes calculating as the crimson energy wrapped around his chest.
"I accept."
The chain seared into his spirit with a flash of heat, and he smiled coldly, already cataloging how this oath might benefit him later.
Mochi's ears flattened against his skull, his tails puffing to twice its normal size as the fiery bonds approached.
He backed toward the wall, pupils dilated with genuine fear.
"Mochi—" Cyrus warned.
