"Onyx? Are you coming with me?" Lake asked. Onyx flexed his machical arm, thinking. "I want to stay behind," he said finally. "I can't go back there. I'm seen as a monster." Lake nodded, "I understand completely. You stay safe." Onyx smiled as Lake boarded the ferry. Time skip Knightly heard a rustling sound from behind him. He turned and a figure leapt over his head. Onyx's lean frame was highlighted by the glowing moon. "You!" Knightly growled. Onyx lunged forward, the blue amulet around his neck suddenly visible. Onyx held on to the Asmodean crystal, the jewel was his best chance of hiding amongst the humans. He saw Knightley listening intently. Onyx knew he had to find a way around him. Onyx felt bad for stealing the jewel, but he needed it more than it's old owner did, didn't he?
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