[ Therein lies the difference in their philosphy; Sion one of kindness, and Ain one of order. Order inscribes that some be more important than others, that some must be sacrificed... including the man he is accompanying right now, should his curse become detrimental to this world and Ain's own return home.
But of course, that is a secret. ]
No, it be in need of nourishment.
[ Monsters are monsters, always basal creatures.
The archangel closes his eyes, though only for a moment - the grass nearby rustles, and he picks out the shape of something bearing tentacles. His grip on his katana tightens as he takes a single step forward past Sion -
- he draws, with the familiarity of a man who has wielded countless blades, and skims off its vines with a single stroke. ]
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But of course, that is a secret. ]
No, it be in need of nourishment.
[ Monsters are monsters, always basal creatures.
The archangel closes his eyes, though only for a moment - the grass nearby rustles, and he picks out the shape of something bearing tentacles. His grip on his katana tightens as he takes a single step forward past Sion -
- he draws, with the familiarity of a man who has wielded countless blades, and skims off its vines with a single stroke. ]