"Ḓ̵̨̖͆̄̀à̵̬̺̑̈́m̵̛̘̲ȋ̵̠̊͗ǎ̵͖n̴̯̖̈́̓͊…̷̢̱̅" Transcendent Emperor Arthur whispered as he gazed into the Devil's eyes. "Ḉ̶̘͛͘o̸̫͒̅n̶̰̹̎v̸̩̥̉͗ȩ̵̣͑̈̕y̸͖̪̍͝ ̴̻̩̀͝m̶͑̈́ͅy̴̢̗̱̔̽͐ ̵̗̪͊̆̃m̶̤͉̗̀e̷̤̮͚̋̓̏s̸̠̒̈̉s̸̰̭̲̄̿à̷̛̟͝g̴͕͈͖͑̆͝e̸̼͐͐͘͜͜ ̸̧̧̍̀̏t̵̖̊̈͝o̶̞͊̍́ ̶̧͙̿ť̶̮͔̈h̴̛͖̠́ẹ̶̀ ̵͕̈́̏Ę̷͙͇͑̉m̸̨̙̀p̵̨̲͗̂e̵̝͚͝r̷̢̤̜̂̕o̸̘̕̚r̷̤̪̉̃͝ ̷̺̏o̸͔͕̓̍̄f̴͚̍̃ ̴̠̻͕̌̐H̴̯̫̕a̶̖̲͗̿͠r̶͓̹̩̈́̈́͘m̶̨͇̱̿ợ̷̟̜̇̆ñ̸̡͠͝y̷̜̓."
Sage Damian's eyes narrowed at his words.
"T̸͔̐ê̴̺̲͎l̸̠̼̝͂l̷͕͋̽̍ ̷̥̿̑̕h̸̘̮̑̓ī̵͈̳̱m̸̙͒̍…̷̡̖͓͐̒" the Martial Transcendent continued, "…̶̘̠̎̾t̸͕̖͖͒̋̇h̴͎̱͍̉́͘a̸͈̾̆̽t̶̠͍͘ ̷̪̳̝̅͝t̷͉̦̏h̸̤̹͎͂̉͘î̴͙̙̪̈́̌s̵̢̿̀̕ ̴͓͘͜w̴̧̛̘a̸̙̘͋̾r̶͓͕̆ ̷̭̱̖́̓͛ȉ̸̛̲s̸͙͋ ̶̫̮̗͊̓͠ṁ̵̡o̶͔̰̥͊r̵̡̥̈́ë̵̱̲͖́̌̈ ̵̜̗̝̀͋͒i̸̘͐m̴̳͑̀̕p̷̳̜̈́͌̄ȯ̵ͅr̶̢̺͝t̶̝̊a̶̡͑̚ņ̷̩̠͛͘͝t̶͙͉̳̔ ̶̬̟͔̈t̷̜͛h̸̗̤̒͒̋a̴̠̬̮̓͋n̶̝̚ ̷̨̲̹̏͒h̶͇̏e̵̼͐̃̓ ̷̪̤͘ͅŕ̵̢̾̚ẹ̷͝a̶̡̍̃l̷̬͒̓ͅi̸̫̪͑́͜͠z̶̜̝͒̆͑ë̷̺̜̤̊s̶̢͇̜̅̐.̵̫̅̈́"
