Fatal blow?
As the scarlet lady looked at Fugal with a deep, pleading gaze, she turned her attention to the massive man standing nearby, silently urging him to help Fugal in his dire situation. But Leo knew he couldn't afford to focus on their exchange; the real threat lay in the cursed dagger that was about to consume Fugal entirely.
A strange thirst for power surged within Leo as he observed the cursed blade. His greed was palpable, and he found himself drawn to the malevolent weapon. Assuming a fighting stance, Leo's demonic bat claw gleamed ominously in the dim light, and his demonic scarf fluttered with an otherworldly presence, seemingly eager for the confrontation that lay ahead.
Turning his back on the scarlet lady and the massive man, Leo fixed his eyes solely on Fugal. His voice dripped with arrogance and confidence as he sneered, "I will take that blade off your hands now."