"It's so good to be back." Michael calmly cracked his neck and said. His voice carried the weight of his newly acquired power, resonating with the authority of a level 3 Greater God. As he took in his surroundings, his gaze fell upon the Minotaur, now sleeping deeply from the exhaustion of absorbing a goddess's soul.
He then turned his attention to the mummified remains of Marli's body and chuckled, a dark amusement in his tone.
"I regret not killing her with my own hands," he mused, his regret laced with a hint of satisfaction at her demise.
His focus shifted to Raphael, who was recovering from the Minotaur's assault. With a deliberate pace, Michael began to walk toward him, his presence imposing and his intent clear.
"What should I do with you?" he pondered aloud, the question hanging in the air as a threat.
As Michael was walking toward Raphael, Gaya joined Michael's side. She glanced at the sleeping Minotaur and sarcastically remarked.
