He stared at the cocky Shadowbird. 'Partner'. The word was said with so much sarcasm. She didn't believe it, nor did she expect him to believe it.

He wanted to kill her. So bad. He wanted her to suffer and die in his arms. And yet, he couldn't just fling plasma-balls at her and expect it to work. She'd just teleport out of the way.

A plan came to his mind.

He flew up to the top of the building, his body shaking.

"Shadowbird," he said, his voice strangled. He wanted to make it look like he was fighting against Envy.

His boots landed on the concrete with a soft tap, only a few feet away from her. His hands were raised in surrender.

"Help me," he breathed. He made his body twitch.

He slowly advanced towards her.