It was as if two distinct consciousnesses were actively fighting for control over the same biological vessel, and the suppressed host was desperately cashing in a promised favor.
The woman began arguing with herself, her facial features twitching erratically between two drastically different expressions.
"...I still want him," one of the voices pleaded. It was noticeably higher in pitch, laced with a pathetic, childish desperation.
"I do not want to be alone anymore! Your father and your brother are already free and... No! Capture him! For me! I do not care if you have to completely corrupt his mind or amputate both of his legs to keep him here, but do not kill him… You promised!"
