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Kisaki picked up Eclipse, and he noticed that the sword was lighter than expected, but hefty enough to have the momentum to parry another sword. The balance was just shy of 1/4 up its length, and the grip was comfortably warm, as if someone had recently been holding it. Eclispe didn't do any fancy shit when swung the few times. He rested quietly against the warrior's side. 

But the tension was far from resolved. As the other warrior approached, Eclipse, much like his handler, remained vigilant and prepared. The blood-splattered warrior with the bounty papers got eye to eye with Kisaki, and even then Eclipse could have reacted in time to intervene any attacks. Fortunately it wasn't going to be necessary. 

Rather than chosing to take Kisaki down himself and turn him in for the reward, the other warrior decided to negotiate. Strangely, he was genuinely hurt by being denied to join forces. For all his bravado, his intentions had been sincere. Eclipse couldn't help but reconsider. 

It was at this time, that Eclipse became aware of a third presence in the cavern with them. As he probed the darkness with his magic, trying to makse sense of the difference between the soulless copy of Red and the original, he continued to address the situation at hand. 

"Kisaki." The sword spoke up like a young brother vying for for attention. Saied turned away and began to address the injured copy of Red. Eclipse kept talking to his newfound keeper, "Look at that man. He has a strange arm, just like you. I can't deny that he has also been put in danger because of me. He has been wronged as well as you have by this terrible situation. For all his strength, I don't beleive it is right to abandon him to his own devices, not knowng what I know about the cult of Asmodeus, and not when he truly has no intention of betraying you. He'll be struck down by bounty hunters eventually, and to take advantage of him as a distration... leaves you to face a very powerful enemy alone, and with a heavy conscience." 

The sword paused a moment, finding the original Red hiding not far from them and sighing heavily at his corrupted personality. "I can direct your teleportation magic to open a way to my homeworld. If there is any hope of undoing the curse that binds me, it lies in Golarion. Should you truly wish to aid me, then there is where our journey must begin. Oh, and by the way, there is a mage of some sort hiding in the shadows over there, behind the strangely beat-up looking person."