"I'm — I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to, I thought you'd block it for sure — I thought..." Kiro's mind was all over the place.
He didn't think his attack would connect, now not only did he wound his ancestor, this was also a god-like figure. He was frantic, his mind raced forward, he thought about the prison they put people in, in the god realm.
"Arrogant, you think you can wound me?" He asked, coming down from the ceiling.
The thing in front of them melted into nonexistence. Kiro now remembered the legends that, the monkey King could make copies of himself, thousands of them. He didn't even notice when he split himself into two.
"So, that's the difference between a nobody like me and a god. Amazing!"
"The fact that you were able to do something to a copy of mine is an already impressive feat, be happy about that."
Kiro shook his head, thinking about harbingers, "it's not enough." He mumbled to himself.
