No Different Than Demons

In a whirlwind of disappointment and fury, Rachel's eyes dimmed, a mixture of sadness and anger pooling in her gaze as she observed the Hunters that had once placed their trust in her now aligning themselves with Victor's falsehoods.

Hwan, sensing the shifting tides, sidled up to Rachel with stealthy steps, whispering low enough for only her ears to catch, "I mean no disrespect, Miss Rachel. Victor reached us first with a compelling tale, seeking our aid to apprehend both you and Miss Amelia. In return, he promised us a bright and enticing future. However..." Hwan's eyes, cunning and calculating, narrowed slightly, a sly smile playing on his lips. "...if perhaps you can offer something that overshadows Victor's promises, well, perhaps there's a way out of this predicament for you. Given the esteemed status of your Sterling family, which slightly ranks above his Hart family, perhaps something better could be arranged, don't you agree?"