'You're seeing those seedlings sprouting too, right?'
[Yep… hold on.]
Ambrose snapped his neck, stretching out his right hand. Grave Keeper emerged in a flash of silver and black, its blade glistening with the light of every soul it had cleaved through.
The entity made a gurgling noise that sounded oddly close to a laugh.
[Its influence still runs deep, especially in the Amazon.] Aura warned. [It can still spread that out through the continent and beyond again.]
'Then I'll just destroy his damn roots again.'
[For how long? Until one of you runs out of juice?]
'I was being sarcastic.' Ambrose's grip on Grave Keeper tightened. 'We've got two more options. If Hunter Javier is still in there somehow… Maybe we can find a way to reach him. To make him stop this.'
[And if not?]
The chains of Delirium manifested, attaching themselves to the scythe's staff.
'Then I'll have to add them to my kill list.'
