The Truth Hurts
As Leo started to walk away, Carlos's laughter grew more hysterical, the sound now tinged with the desperation of a man facing his own mortality. His skin turned paler, and the poison's effects became more apparent. Despite his suffering, he still clung to a sense of twisted pride.
But Leo didn't pay attention to him because he already had his cursed weapon in his hands. He held the ancient necklace in his hand, feeling its ominous aura and recognizing the immense power it held. It was a dark and dangerous artifact, but it was necessary for the task that lay ahead.
Leo's felt nothing as he turned back to look at Carlos, a once formidable man now reduced to gasping for breath. Despite the gravity of the situation, Leo's voice was resolute and unwavering as he spoke, "Your boss may be powerful, but so am I. And you should already know, I never lose."