"What do you mean?! It's right there. It's standing right fucking there!"
[Host, you must not harm the Empath.]
Frustration bubbled in Anna's chest. The Empath faced her, his head coked to the side in a curious fashion. "Oh, this one is different huh?"
"System!" Anna screamed, her hands trembling so hard sweat dropped down her palms. "Please…I'm begging you! Any other task! Please!"
[Host, you must not harm the Empath.]
Anna shook her head, despair evident in her eyes. "No…no please, don't do this! Please!"
"Anna you need to leave!" Tristan yelled. But she didn't hear him. She couldn't hear him, not while she was screaming at the system to do something.
The reply was the same.
Slowly, Anna's hands lowered to her sides. Her black spores vanished, returning to their pale pink color. Her knees wobbled and she fell to the ground.
Before her body could hit the floor, Tristan rushed forward and caught her.
