Run if you want

Ludovic's eyes narrowed as he assessed the beast. His instincts flared, urging caution, even while a smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. Xairo could be as brave as he wanted, didn’t mean Ludo would let him do it alone. He padded forward, weaving just out of reach as the massive creature surged forward. "Gutsy move, Ugly Fuck," he called, his voice laced with steady confidence and slight mischief. He saw Sericea move in and shot a glance back at Ravana who hadn’t moved yet, his dual toned gaze taking in her reaction. "Should we have some fun with it?" His tone was smooth, almost casual, but there was a glint in his eyes—a readiness to turn the beast’s brute force against it if Xairo’s lure and Sericea’s distraction didn’t hold. But he didn’t wait long, joining in the fight the boy swiped at the hippo’s face, running along its side to always keep in motion. Keep it guessing.


"Ludovic Praetor-Inferos"