Xylon glared at X, fury radiating from every pore. The urge to kill him was almost unbearable, but he knew that harming X would only result in his own suffering.
This madness needed to end. Eva was deeply affected by the mysterious connection between them, and it seemed like X wasn't lying—he had already done this to her twice.
Xylon's eyes blazed with determination as he faced X. "Eva will never go with you," he declared, his voice resolute and unwavering. "I will never hand her over to you."
X burst into a psychotic laugh, his eyes glinting with madness. Iclyn and Sylvan stood nearby, confusion etched on their faces, as Xylon's fury erupted.
Dark magic crackled around him, coiling around X's neck like a serpent, tightening with every second.
Amidst the struggle, X managed to choke out, "Eva... my sweet, obedient little slut of a sister will never stay alive unless she's with me, serving me."
