No—[ These emotions are way distorted from what they were initially. He knows that more than anyone that he is making his way to being free. He's in the process of coming back to his senses, but the sight of his friend standing up against the god breaks the trance instantly.
Wide-eyed, he quickly grabs Silver's arm in attempts to stop him from engaging the battle. He has never seen what this god has done, but if it can evoke this much from a ring of the bell, there's only more trouble that they can't handle on their own... But it's too late. The large entity is surprised by the tone of its voice.
"Oh? You dare oppose me, pitiful human?"
It chuckles maliciously as the bell is pushed back by the water. The god allows it to drop onto the concrete. No worries. He has more up his pristine sleeves.
"How should I toy with you next?" The sword, the book, and the gun are twirled in its intricate hands. "Or Maybe I should teach you a quick lesson."
The god seems to be charging seeing that his instruments are glowing as he holds it in a formation. The hair on his neck stands on end as he watches the angel glow brighter with each second. Biting on his lip, he has to take a stand with his friend. How long will he keep running? Closing his eyes, the outfit that gives him the most comfort replaces his current attire with the mask partially covering his face. ]
... Something is coming.
[ Definitely not ready, but they're going to do this. ]
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Wide-eyed, he quickly grabs Silver's arm in attempts to stop him from engaging the battle. He has never seen what this god has done, but if it can evoke this much from a ring of the bell, there's only more trouble that they can't handle on their own... But it's too late. The large entity is surprised by the tone of its voice.
"Oh? You dare oppose me, pitiful human?"
It chuckles maliciously as the bell is pushed back by the water. The god allows it to drop onto the concrete. No worries. He has more up his pristine sleeves.
"How should I toy with you next?" The sword, the book, and the gun are twirled in its intricate hands. "Or Maybe I should teach you a quick lesson."
The god seems to be charging seeing that his instruments are glowing as he holds it in a formation. The hair on his neck stands on end as he watches the angel glow brighter with each second. Biting on his lip, he has to take a stand with his friend. How long will he keep running? Closing his eyes, the outfit that gives him the most comfort replaces his current attire with the mask partially covering his face. ]
... Something is coming.
[ Definitely not ready, but they're going to do this. ]