Arksha rushed into the deep, thick fog of dust, Moby's cold eyes glowing through unnaturally bright with a complex pattern to them unlike before.
Without speaking a single word and a mellow smile on his face, he punched straight at the figure ahead with no remorse.
He hated what he was about to do, attacking his idol was something he did not wish to happen as he wanted them to get along and be in agreement. Yet, now that did not seem very possible and he had to do what he had to do to get things his way and save her from such a pathetic host.
<< Give up and join me Avilia! >>
The punch had nearly connected, yet was suddenly stopped out of nowhere by a dull, black barrier that began to glow only to explode a second after it broke, Moby looking at him with even colder eyes of death as he was sent away hurling and skitting on the floor from the impact of his own attack that had caught him off guard.
<< What the fuck!? >>
