"You got beat up pretty bad," was the first thing Reid heard when he reopened his eyes.
He was not in the arena anymore, rather he was back in the pitch black space, his red eyes self looking at him with.
"Yeah," he responded, "I thought I really had a chance, but I guess not."
"Well, he is one of the children of chaos," red eyed Reid started, "and he just so happens to be one of the strongest, so it's understandable."
Reid nodded but said nothing in response. He wasn't salty at the fact that he lost, nothing like that.
His disappointment was in the fact that even though a single shard of Null was holding back, he still couldn't beat it.
If that was the case, how would he hope to beat Malrath or any one of chaos' children? Or even prevent the future his red eyed self had gone through.
Even with the recent rank up, he was still weak, in the grand scheme of things. But Red eyed Reid, knowing what his younger counter part was thinking, just offered him a hand.
