Chapter 42: White Light?
After an unknown amount of time the fight between Amon and Olgierd finally stopped but the situation was still quite not right.
The atmosphere was tense as they stood with their backs to each other, occasionally glancing over their shoulder as if checking if somehow one of them just happened to miraculously die.
Arthur realised that if he doesn't do anything they will probably stay here for an eternity but since both of them did not really seem to listen to him his options were limited.
"Sigh…"
He looked around the void as if to search for inspiration as to how to solve this predicament but the only thing that was here besides them was this white sphere of light…
"Just admit it old man. I won yet again"
"Is delusion a trait of yours or demons overall?"
Amon and Olgierd started to bicker again and while doing so they did not notice Arthur slowly approaching the core of the white light.
