"Stop running away, you coward!"
Huffing and puffing, vision fading in and out, Genya uses all the energy they have to keep the man in sight, dragging their body across the entire town to do so.
As they do so, the low grumble of the hollow gets louder; a deep echo within their bones, now becoming audible to their ears.
The hollow, they realize, he's heading to the hollow.
Something to eat, something to fill them up, something to heal them.
Close up the gaping wound in their neck, reattach their severed hand; make them brand new, as if nothing happened in the first place.
"You think you can just- slice me, and get away with it?? Just like that?!" Their vocal cords are starting to hurt. "Should've finished the job instead, asshole! Who leaves somebody like a badly cut pizza? That's a poor job, if I've ever seen one!"
Eventually, they see the hollow- an ugly thing. Almost twice Genya's size, a disgusting mess of green liquid, bubbles running along its surface, a foul smell emanating from it, so bad that they have to cover their nose.
Familiar sensation running through their veins, the lightness in their head increasing, they pick their pace up. As they do so, blood spills out of their wounds, staining their clothes, some droplets landing in their mouth, but they could give less of a shit right now.
All they focus on right now, is the meal standing in front of them.
Like a rabid animal, the fullbringer leaps onto the hollow, tearing into it, uncaring of the mess that it makes on their face. Hands digging into the thing, mouth scooping out some of its flesh-
Oh, this tastes disgusting!
Cut on their neck healing, liquid covering it and bubbles fizzing out from it; severed hand coming back on, the same liquid from the hollow being what connects them together.
Just like nothing happened.