Fushigiro clenched his fist. He didn't even manage to respond because he was already physically drained from the high-intensity battle. He gritted his teeth in hatred. How dare this monster kill his member in front of him?
Miles carried Athena's body to the side. The Apokalip tried to attack him in doing so, but Fushigiro and Tamasai covered him.
"You'll pay for what you've done!" Miles glared at the pale, white-skinned monster and looked at the lifeless body in his embrace.
He felt that it was partly his fault. If he only responded fast enough. He could have saved her. She didn't need to die. A bitter expression. 'I haven't managed to say my feelings to you yet...'
Athena was his source of motivation every day. He admired and yearned for her for years. But he was afraid to say his feelings because he knew that she didn't feel the same.
