[Raven feels a sharp pang in his chest as whatever that thing calls out to him in his mind. Even the blastia buried within the hole where his heart used to be reaches back, as if it wants to make itself one with the alien technology. With the Hexcore, Raven wouldn't need his blastia to live anymore. He'd be free of this object that makes him feel nothing but despair.
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And that's exactly why he fires an arrow straight at the Hexcore.]
Sorry, but ya can't touch this.
[For as much pain and sorrow as it harbors, it's also a memento- one that he'll never let go of.]
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And that's exactly why he fires an arrow straight at the Hexcore.]
Sorry, but ya can't touch this.
[For as much pain and sorrow as it harbors, it's also a memento- one that he'll never let go of.]