Neron's jaw tightened, his magic flaring faintly around him as his emotions threatened to boil over.
"Why?" he demanded, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Why did you kill her?"
The Martial Blade God's expression didn't change, but there was a flicker of something—regret? amusement?—in his eyes.
"Why does anyone do anything in this world?" he replied cryptically. "You'll find your answers soon enough. That is, if you're strong enough to claim them."
"I'm going to kill you…"
Neron growled as he stepped forward, looking at the man with hatred in his eyes.
Despite the intensity of his glare, the Martial Blade God's expression was perfectly calm and serene.
He eventually broke into a calm smile and nodded, gesturing for Neron to come at him with everything he had.
"Then… let us begin."
~VWUUUMMM!!!~
