Emrys didn't understand what Uriel meant, but he could clearly feel his excitement, and it, in turn, left his blood boiling.
He unleashed a roar that shook the air. Then, with a press, he bridged the distance between them, his maw open and ready to clamp shut around Uriel's head.
"Oh my, did I not say no serious injuries?"
For a moment, Uriel debated whether he should go all out and show the little fox the gap that stood between them.
Clearly, Emrys was still under the impression that the glaive-wielding version of himself he'd defeated was him at his full power.
'There's no need. He's still young, he'll learn.'
Uriel's thoughts were slow and unhurried, and yet Emrys remained frozen midair in front of him, as if time had stopped and he'd been left suspended.
And that was because, to Uriel, he might as well be.
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[Uniqueness: {Heavenly Void Rupture}
