"I let you live, and even spared your AI friend. I tried to be nice, you know. But here you are…"
Dante could only shake his head. The boy at his feet was frozen still, eyes wide with horror. The needle-like feet of his spider-bots dug into his cheeks, threatening to tear his face apart. His arms and legs were bound, and all around him, an army of fist-sized machines crawled. The cables connected to his neck only made things worse, creating a nightmarish scene that would cause anyone who sees it to shiver.
'Now, how should I deal with this little shit… what was his name again?'
[Finn Ward.] Volcan replied.
'Finn, huh…'
He pressed his lips into a line and rubbed his neck, searching his mind for a plan. The most obvious option would be to kill the brat and dispose of him, but for reasons he didn't understand himself, Dante didn't want to choose it.
