A part of Jinwoo knows this, recognizes that something is wrong with the way Silco is talking right now, as if the words don't match what he remembers. But what is real versus what isn't at this point? Can he even really tell anymore? Somewhere down the line, things have blurred and now there's no way for him to tell where this nightmare begins and ends.
But more than anything, something about what Silco is saying strikes a nerve deep down. He's always known that this world favours those who are strong. Those who have the power will always take advantage of those who can't fight back. But Jinwoo doesn't belong in that category anymore. Not ever since the System chose him to become its Player—
The sound of steel clashing against steel rings sharp in the air. It's almost instinct, his arm moving just in time to meet the blade of Silco's sword with his dagger. It takes everything in him not to buckle. He meets the other man's gaze as he pushes back, steady and resolute.
Those words — that lesson — sting, but not for the reason Silco may think. Because Jinwoo has lived through that lesson countless times, over and over again. He's been used by those who are strong, abandoned by those who didn't think he was worth saving. But they're the reasons why he can now fight back. ]
... I'm not weak anymore.
[ He twists his body, using their proximity to shift into a better angle, aiming his dagger at the man's exposed side. It doesn't have enough force to kill, but it's enough to let the other know that he isn't an easy target. Not anymore. ]
If that's what you think, then you should know how this works, right? A hunter can always be preyed upon by someone stronger.
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A part of Jinwoo knows this, recognizes that something is wrong with the way Silco is talking right now, as if the words don't match what he remembers. But what is real versus what isn't at this point? Can he even really tell anymore? Somewhere down the line, things have blurred and now there's no way for him to tell where this nightmare begins and ends.
But more than anything, something about what Silco is saying strikes a nerve deep down. He's always known that this world favours those who are strong. Those who have the power will always take advantage of those who can't fight back. But Jinwoo doesn't belong in that category anymore. Not ever since the System chose him to become its Player—
The sound of steel clashing against steel rings sharp in the air. It's almost instinct, his arm moving just in time to meet the blade of Silco's sword with his dagger. It takes everything in him not to buckle. He meets the other man's gaze as he pushes back, steady and resolute.
Those words — that lesson — sting, but not for the reason Silco may think. Because Jinwoo has lived through that lesson countless times, over and over again. He's been used by those who are strong, abandoned by those who didn't think he was worth saving. But they're the reasons why he can now fight back. ]
... I'm not weak anymore.
[ He twists his body, using their proximity to shift into a better angle, aiming his dagger at the man's exposed side. It doesn't have enough force to kill, but it's enough to let the other know that he isn't an easy target. Not anymore. ]
If that's what you think, then you should know how this works, right? A hunter can always be preyed upon by someone stronger.