"I'm getting the feeling of not being respected, ignored and looked down upon here..." the voice said, especially after Bernkastel, Spina and Whis disregard and/or mocked him. There was a sense of sadness--but it does not seem to reflect the sadness of himself, but rather something else entirely. "No matter." The voice chuckle. "Well! I know when I'm certainly not wanted! So I shall await when you come back from this training." the voice said, rejecting the offer of joining the arena.
"I have other matters." the voice's tone became sinister briefly. "Just make sure that training, whatever it entails, is enough to aid against Doom. Otherwise, this would all be for naught and your existence might as well be good as gone."
Spina raised a brow. "And what matters is that? Planned on telling Doom about our affairs?"
"Oh, Spina! This battle isn't my stake!" the voice said. "I'm sure Bernkastel would've grilled me if I interfere and make things more difficult for her. Plus, it would delay getting those tools that I desperately want!" the voice answered. "And besides, my affairs are simply that. You, of all people, should be aware that I can easily subject myself to any point in this world at any time. Don't worry though! Once you're done, I shall be here when you arrived."
Spina had a suspicious looked on his face, sensing a hint of malicious intent behind his words. "Whatever..." He headed towards the door. "Alright kid, quit yelling..."
the voice turns to Bernkastel, who was going towards the door, and the Lich. "Well, Bernkastel and Lich. I have to take my leave. Do try to make sure they're under control." the voice said. "It would be quite hard if things aren't going smoothly... I might cry if those tools remained lost forever!!!" the voice's tears fell, but it's actually just crocodile tears. "Now, if you excuse me...." The voice vanished.
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Demi-Fiend was picking his ear, flicking whatever substances he dug out to the ground before turning his eyes on Bernkastel. "The demonstration does not grant any favors for my ends, Witch. Mushin or Ultra Instinct just looks like automatically dodging on my end, anyway. So I'm not quite immersed nor impressed in this." Demi-Fiend bluntly said. "But hey, it gets me out of sweeping, so might as well take this chance." He took noticed the voice had disappeared, but sense a hence of murderous intent, but walked alongside with Bernkastel.
Chuckling at Bernkastel's response about strength. "Eh? I guess so. I really wasn't giving my all since this was a dodge-ball game. Even that move I've used wasn't that much, though I dislike elemental attacks, but especially things that disabled skills and techniques." Demi-Fiend addressed. "Though, if I was fighting a god... things would be different.
"I have other matters." the voice's tone became sinister briefly. "Just make sure that training, whatever it entails, is enough to aid against Doom. Otherwise, this would all be for naught and your existence might as well be good as gone."
Spina raised a brow. "And what matters is that? Planned on telling Doom about our affairs?"
"Oh, Spina! This battle isn't my stake!" the voice said. "I'm sure Bernkastel would've grilled me if I interfere and make things more difficult for her. Plus, it would delay getting those tools that I desperately want!" the voice answered. "And besides, my affairs are simply that. You, of all people, should be aware that I can easily subject myself to any point in this world at any time. Don't worry though! Once you're done, I shall be here when you arrived."
Spina had a suspicious looked on his face, sensing a hint of malicious intent behind his words. "Whatever..." He headed towards the door. "Alright kid, quit yelling..."
the voice turns to Bernkastel, who was going towards the door, and the Lich. "Well, Bernkastel and Lich. I have to take my leave. Do try to make sure they're under control." the voice said. "It would be quite hard if things aren't going smoothly... I might cry if those tools remained lost forever!!!" the voice's tears fell, but it's actually just crocodile tears. "Now, if you excuse me...." The voice vanished.
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Demi-Fiend was picking his ear, flicking whatever substances he dug out to the ground before turning his eyes on Bernkastel. "The demonstration does not grant any favors for my ends, Witch. Mushin or Ultra Instinct just looks like automatically dodging on my end, anyway. So I'm not quite immersed nor impressed in this." Demi-Fiend bluntly said. "But hey, it gets me out of sweeping, so might as well take this chance." He took noticed the voice had disappeared, but sense a hence of murderous intent, but walked alongside with Bernkastel.
Chuckling at Bernkastel's response about strength. "Eh? I guess so. I really wasn't giving my all since this was a dodge-ball game. Even that move I've used wasn't that much, though I dislike elemental attacks, but especially things that disabled skills and techniques." Demi-Fiend addressed. "Though, if I was fighting a god... things would be different.