Dire Wolf Devil
𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓔𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓻.
"Good. Now, let's get going. You too, Pirate." He grabbed Ruvik's arm and shoved him forward. "The Grants won't like you. No, they'll loathe you like how i loathe you. You did kill our brother after all. Yet, they are forgiving, disgustingly enough. Don't think that this will get you far. We are a kin of a second chance and we have given you this second chance. BUT, if you fuck this up in the slightest, i will have you begging more for the gun to put out your lights. You think this is pain? You haven't seen what the Devil can do in his free time then."
Pulled to his feet, Ruvik stumbled forward before grimacing and turning to look at the three - mainly Masaru as he'd give a cocky, yet... mostly nervous smile. And for good reason. "Y' know... I can still be good and... not head back with you all."
"Consider this part of how you'll repay yer debt, blighter." Dei-Loki would weigh in with a dark grin before having his smile return to normal as he looked back to Malvo - beginning to walk with her. "Ya have a lot t' catch up on."