Little Monty…
Even Sarcophagus, who was approaching them, stopped in his tracks. His eyes then moved to take a look at Noah who was more annoyed than shocked. Sarcophagus then started to slowly retreat as Aranya quickly moved away from him as well.
'Little Monty'... who in the legion of Wrath did not know of that name?
Of course, Noah was puzzled as well. He knew that it was supposed to be an embarrassing nickname of his, but why did this white spider address him with that as well? If only he had the energy to spare, he would have demanded answers… answers that were soon offered to him.
"L-Little Monty… is that really you…?" Aranya continued to back off. Then, she remembered something and looked down at the leg that she had used to pierce him, the one that was stained by his blood. "…I… I didn't know… no… wait… you're supposed to be dead… C-Chroma… didn't she…?"
