In that moment of surprise, Rain assumed that the newcomer could only be Lonos, the machine god of time. His presence loomed over the cosmic tapestry, his influence stretching across the fabric of reality itself. Rain's intuition told him that Lonos would not take kindly to Arel's apparent delay or deviation from their shared objectives, and his mind raced with the implications of this unexpected development.
"The dragon isn't making a move yet, so why do I have to take things seriously against this one here?"
"He has been absorbing energy from the start of the battle, far beyond what his body should withstand, and he hasn't used it yet. It is clear that he came up with a plan, but Fortus can't tell what that plan is. Dispose of him quickly."
"Really? That is a first. This makes me more curious, though."
