Maya & Xerox Combo!

"SuperVow federation master, I suggest you surrender, or I'll kill your son," 

Xerox said coldly

"You…! Humph! If you let my son go, I might consider sparing you," 

Sama growled. 

"Who would believe that? Surrender if you want to see your son alive."

Xerox pressed his sword closer to Batista's neck, leaving a small cut. 

Blood started trickling down. 

It wasn't as small as he intended, but Xerox didn't seem to care.

"Demon and Poachers are known for their toughness," 

Xerox thought. 

"A small cut like this won't kill him… or will it? Not my concern."

"Father, help me!" 

Batista cried out in desperation. 

He dared not struggle, knowing any movement could worsen his wound.

"You little brat! Let him go, or you'll regret it!" 

Sama bellowed.

He was in a difficult position. 

Failure wasn't an option; his life depended on completing this mission.