[ Fortunately for Russell, Vangeance won't be asking him to perform any mercy kills on him in the future. Probably.

For now, he nods and reaches behind his belt, pulling out a hardcover book. When he lets go of it, it hovers beside him, falling open to a page full of foreign writing and emitting a soft, green glow. As Vangeance touches his hand back to the knifeblade, small vines and roots begin circling the metal, forming a rough sheath. ]

You're quite brave. Most people would be unnerved, ending up in a strange place like this.

[ He doesn't look at Russell, mostly looking at the knife as he speaks. ]

But I hope this place doesn't keep demanding such bravery from you. It would wear anyone out.