The First Terrorhound [1]

"Huh?"

"I asked if you want to come with me."

"W-why w-would y-you w-want m-me?"

"Because I need you. You help me, and I help you."

"I-I c-can't h-help y-you w-with a-anything... I'm s-super w-weak..."

"I know you can. You just have to agree, and I'll take care of everything else, helping you realize your capabilities," he said, though internally, he didn't quite know how he was going to do it, as he didn't completely grasp the power levels displayed for her.

"B-but w-what i-if I-I r-refuse?"

"I will just leave you here, and you'll have to deal with your things yourself if you even have any left."

"I-I c-can't g-get u-up... I-I c-can't c-come w-with y-you..."

"If you agree and come with me, I can heal you."

'What?!' she thought, her eyes widening in surprise.

'How can he heal someone when he doesn't look like a healer even a little bit with that devil-like look?'

"W-what w-will y-you d-do with m-me?"