"What is even coming toward us?" Michael grumbled, trying to feel the person behind it.
He was still unsure whether it was a god or some kind of other being.
What he did know, however, was the fact that if they were to clash on this planet, then it would be destroyed in a mere instant.
Therefore, Michael flashed Fafnir a knowing look and soon dashed into space itself, crossing thousands of kilometers in a mere moment.
But that didn't mean much, as the person heading toward them was approaching even faster than he'd like.
"Thoughts?" Fafnir asked, landing beside him.
Breathing in space felt even easier than on the ground. Therefore, Michael took a deep breath and looked back at Fafnir.
"I don't know. If I'm being honest, there's not much we can do besides trying to talk to that being. I believe if we were to fight, then that would be a bit of a problem for the world behind us."
