Mate me at Hollywood
Monsters only ever beget monsters.
I know I'm no saint, but are my sins so grave that the Luna goddess chooses to punish me this way?
"Diego.." I seethe.
He coughs again as his eyes flutter open, then widens like a deer caught in headlights.
"It's you... you monster.." he hisses in hostility, even while dying. Relentless as hell.
"I always did admire your fighting spirit," I mutter, moving to his hunter wife, Rosa.
After tapping her shoulder lightly, she stirs back to conciousness. Her reaction is the same as her husband's.