Neo frowned.
His eyes scanned the battlefield, now eerily silent.
Finally, he nodded.
"Fine. It wasn't my intention to kill you guys either way," he said, his voice softening as he continued. "I'm about to complete my Concept of Death. It should be enough to deal with Typhon."
"Concept? What's that?" Athena asked.
"…Think of it as a specialization," Neo explained.
"Then what is your Concept? It should be something powerful if you think you can defeat Typhon with it," she pressed.
Neo pursed his lips, hesitating for a moment.
The wind tugged at his cloak as he finally spoke.
"It is as a Concept that can kill Immortals."
"…?" Athena's furrowed. "Typhon isn't Immortal. Your Concept is useless against it."
"It's not useless."
Neo shrugged.
Cold winds swept across the desolate plains and the overcast sky above seemed to mirror Athena's frustration.
