"You want me to become like you?" I ask.

"Indeed." He nods.

I take out an arrow. 

"Why would I become a horrid creature like you?" I ask.

"Horrid creature? Na- i what cin see?" He asks.

(Horrid creature? Is that what you see?)

"I don't know what I see to be honest." I say.

"Then let me show you the power you could wield." He says.

"I would rather die than become like you!" I hiss.

"You haven't even heard what I have to say." He says.

I shoot an arrow at him. He swats it away.

"Come now brother. Let us join forces and destroy our father." He says.

"Why would I ever help you?" I ask.

He walks forward. I will not move. He comes to my ear.

"Do you know how our mother died?" He whispers in it.

My heart strains at his words. I take out a dagger. I swing my arm. He blocks it with his hand. I draw back at the sight. It's demonic. He had claws and rigids in his skin. He throws me back. I slam into a collum.

"I've heard enough of your cursed tongue." I say standing.

"If you believe fighting me will change anything, then so be it." He pulls off his cloak.