"Will you stop with whatever this philosophical bullshit you have come up with?
Enough of your celestial poetry.
I have things I want you lot to do,
So start being useful before I lose my mind."
Nux snapped, staring at the Light Borns with an annoyed look on his face.
And the Light Borns…
They stared back at him in silence.
For a few seconds, the entire dark void turned silent, only the golden light that the Light Borns released broke that empty darkness.
Then finally—
"Things you want us to do?"
One of them laughed coldly.
"What do you even mean by that?"
Another Light Born scoffed, his golden eyes narrowing.
"Why would we ever do what you say?"
Another asked.
"You think you can order us around just because we've fallen?"
"Don't mistake us for your allies, Anomaly."
Another stepped forward and spoke with a cold look on his face.
