"I don't care what kind of powerful entity you are! NO ONE KILLS MY COMRADES"! Nero says as unbridled fury takes over his mind.
His boots are strained once more under the immense load of energy being poured into them. Forcing his momentum to go even faster than it already is.
Reignited with energy, he sends himself forward with as much speed as he can draw upon.
"We only have the boots to work with this time. I hope this works, that the bastard reacts fast" Nero says through a strained voice.
"Don't worry about that, focus on snagging the wings". Blake points at the webbing forming on they're fingertips.
As Nero approaches the serpent once again. Loud cackling escapes its maw. As it continues to mock Nero.
"You really think that insignificant life has any meaning. So many perish in the blink of an eye. What makes that boy different". Its empty sockets bore holes into the two of them.
