Angels. For the longest time, Ed and Hope admired them with different perceptions. They always thought that the beings above everything are the beings that has the most good in their hearts, the ones that were filled with love and hope.
But the being right in front of them right now was the complete opposite of what they thought. Hansel was indeed a man made up of glowing white energy, but he harbored resentment and anger. His killing intent reeked the entire area and his dark and pungent aura was forcing its way to their bodies.
"This is terrible," Hope said. "I think we made him mad."
"You think?" Ed snorted. "We made him angry. Now he will do everything he can to kill us."
"Then let's kill him first." Hope tapped his sword with his shield and smirked. "We just go straight to him and get even stronger."
"Yeah." Ed shook his head in amusement. "Let's do that."
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