"L-Let go of me, you freak!"
"You can call me by my name, you know?! You'll soon be dead, and then, as the tall lady said, we'll be allies forever, and ever!" Benerib laughed like a maniac before falling completely silent, it would appear that even death could do little for those with maniacal tendencies, they just seemed to keep their strong personality, despite somehow seeming to never become negators.
"I don't even know your name!" countered the Ersta'sol, who was currently in a most unfortunate position, with a crazy woman on top of him, that he was somehow failing to push away despite the fact that she clearly was lightweight compared to him, the amount of sanguine vapour she was emitting was simply incredible, well above what the average Ersta'sol usually possessed, and she was radiating it right at him, weakening his prime vapour and preventing him from manifesting any solar spell to help him out of this situation.
