'I hate to say it but Cron surely gave me a run for my money and- - the price I paid was grave," before he used the attack, he transferred all of his magic to Aine from within his soul to his conscience.
That meant ;
' Yes, ' he used some of his divinity to conjure up not a magical bullet, but a divine bullet.
'It was worth the sacrifice,' he no longer cared to be in his mother's good graces.
<---So you're leaving me to carry it huh!!>Aine sighed.
'I hope you don't think am weak - - I still have my god bullet - - and my almighty strength so I can still take you down even in your prime,'Thomas laughed lightly.
...
' I feel different, 'Aine thought.
"Crimson - - -" he called out.
"----------"
There was no response.
CREAK!!
He opened the door to find an unfamiliar sight.
"So you survived - - -" the monster was crying.
"W--Why are you crying?" Aine asked.
"Huh?" she seemed surprised also.
"Thanks for trusting me," he fell forward.
after all Thomas couldn't feel pain - - he basically ignored it.
'Is that right? You unbelievable beast,'he passed out while thinking the same as the author.
"AINE!!" Crimson yelled while grabbing him to prevent him from falling.
....
Time passed.
' Eh what's - - going on,' he felt his body moving--wrong he was being moved by someone.
'How long?' he asked.
'----I see--' he got off her and closed his eyes summoning the black gun.
He had no wounds but collapsed due to exhaustion and abit of pain from Thomas' overdrive.
"Aine--"
"Thank you--" he pointed his gun at her.
He used it on her since it also recovered one's energy.
"Let's keep going," currently they were on floor 48.
"Okay--"
'Thomas---"
' How did one of those eight end up as a final boss in a monster dungeon,'he asked the best question of them all.
'Damn you.'
'Hmmmm - -' he borrowed one of Thomas' divine senses and so the special guests near the exit of the floor they were on.
"What fun?" he said that aloud causing Crimson to wonder.
'Nope - - - am gonna do something even more fun,' the poker face perished.