A tough decision weighed on Raze's mind, and he didn't have much time to think about what was the best thing to do. Those around him had no clue what was going through his mind, or why it was so hard.
They weren't quite aware of the full capabilities of Raze's Demonic Extraction technique. He wasn't even sure if he could trust Mosak's words either. Surely the man would have a grudge against him and would deter him from getting even stronger than before. Gripping his other weak hand tighter, a voice had entered Raze's head.
"Don't do it." The voice, whispery and soft yet echoing, was one he was familiar with. It was the bloody woman that was communicating with him. "What that man told you, it's no lie. I've seen your strength and seen you grow, no doubt in my mind you would have a good chance of surviving.
