[Your Puppet has been destroyed]
The voice announced in his head, a final, unceremonious eulogy for the creature that had been his only true ally in this hellish place.
Sezel closed his eyes for a second, for a moment of peace for the monster who had helped him multiple times in this hellish place, it even protected Mari when he was under the influence of hypnosis.
'Thanks,' he thought, the sentiment a strange, unfamiliar ache in his chest. 'You did a lot for me. However disgusting you were, you did help me a lot.'
But there was no time for sentimentality. If his puppet was dead, that meant the beasts were now after him. He tried to increase his speed, to push his battered body to its limits, but failed miserably.
