"Do you really want to kill them a second time?"
The gigantic blood-colored Armor Suit cackled like a demon as it spread its arms toward Ian and Adalbert. The myriad human faces that emerged, crowding and writhing upon its chest and body, began to wail miserably. Their eerie lament and cries of grief even distorted the Firmament of the Subspace Labyrinth, forming a crimson sun.
A sanguine River of Death flowed forth, making the sun seem like an eye, and the river into tears falling upon the Armor Suit, compelling the Lost Souls to once again release a heaven-shaking lament, weeping together with the Blood Sun's eye.
"—Heart Light Body—"
"—River of Souls' Death—"
Rivers are the confluence of countless tiny streams, but a river is only just a river.
That is the River of Souls' Death formed by the convergence of beings!
