Thread:YingHe/@comment-36159587-20190901223317/@comment-36159587-20190910012028

The demon was actually quite entertained by its fight with the A.A., but Oblivion's free to join in like GalaxE said (*cue the narrator shrugging*). Well, you can tell it's amused because every time the A.A. hits it in some way, it laughs eerily,,, oh well.

Galaxian seemed slightly disturbed by its masochism, but didn't comment on anything. He watched the fight progress for a few moments, his fists clenching and unclenching. Apparently he was more bothered by something than he was showing otherwise.

Oh, and an assassin not using a weapon? ...Weird. Well, maybe the A.A.'s just super-weird. They haven't gotten hit yet, either--oh, now the area's aflame. Does that count as being hit? They jumped out of the ring of fire, so... GalaxE took the time to block them from striking again, not that they seemed to intend to do so. They seemed to have calmed down as they looked to the deity, as if they weren't that surprised by the deity's appearance. Or maybe pondering what they could do against him.

Either the god didn't know who A.A. was, or didn't care. Oh, wait, he's saying something, the usual perceptual silver light on his hair more of a glowing crimson from the moon above, which just so happened to be in a large lunar eclipse that night. He faced the other completely, and from the outline of their figures, at least the A.A. was taller than the deity, which wasn't much to brag about.

Anyhow, the A.A. jumped off, leaving the demon, who was slightly puzzled but not showing it, facing the seven-year-old looking entity.