When Xylon finally emerged from the cave, he left X battered and broken, his body covered in bruises and terrible injuries.
Despite his overwhelming urge to drain the life out of him, Xylon knew he had to keep X just alive enough to avoid the fatal consequences of their bond.
The night was thick and oppressive as Xylon stepped into the open air, his clothes drenched in his opponent's blood, yet he bore no injuries himself.
His eyes gleamed with a cold determination as he tracked the energies around him, seeking a way in his mind to ensure he could always find Eva, no matter where she was.
He knew they wouldn't be far from the cave, so he spent the next hour walking steadily, tracking their energy.
The distinct demonic aura of Sylvan made it easier for Xylon to hone in on their location.
With every step, he could feel their presence growing stronger, guiding him like a beacon through the night.
