"Shhhh let it happen. I'm taking you out for a bit."

"I don't really know, just kinda winging it."

|| Damn...you telling me I've been a genius all this time?
I gotta go tell the crew that Queen Bee ain't nothin.

|| Yeah, when I was a dumb kid, I remember picking Felicia because I loved her 'combos.'

"No need to worry. Let me know if anything comes up, yeah?" And with that, he'd saunter off into the distance.

Back on the hunt.

Still, the Tyrant expected more sass as a response. And even if that were the case, he'd be content. It would mean that she's pushing on as strong as ever.

Instead, he received a warning of concern. Hell must have frozen over, yet he could care less— he only smiled.╰➤

"𝑾𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆."

His tone was almost uncharacteristically eloquent just now, the man sharing his core philosophy with someone he believes might understand, at least, in their own unique way.

"What you explained is not unlike the mantra I live by. Albeit mine is far more boorish than your own, but the core is the same under our respective 𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒓𝒔."

Leaning back upon the stump in which he sat upon, the beast let his gaze fall upon the azure sky above.╰➤

You holding up okay?"

There was a casual air to his inquiry, however, it was clear that there was still some tact left in the monster known as Azrael.

He knows full well the significance of the Black Beast and how it ties to her family and history.

Glancing back down at the creature, his expression turned sour.

"I ain't a fan of fighting hollow prey, but I'll stomp their heads in as I find them. Oh, and hey, Kokonoe...—" ╰➤

"But in all honesty, as much as people would probably think otherwise, I ain't out to destroy the world. Would have done so already if that was the case. If I see Ragna, I won't kill him. I might rough him up though... but if I do, I'll drag him to ya." ╰➤

The beast lunged high into the air, and with a twirling twist of his body did he suddenly rocket straight down like a bombshell.

The fist aimed directly for her; but in truth, he couldn't care whether it hit or not. The true target here was the train.╰➤

"But I gotta say, I'm getting pretty tired of this train."

The skeleton conductor heard this, and if sweat could ever form upon bone...
╰➤

It acts much the same as any other seithr beast. It's certainly tougher than any other, but it mindlessly attacks even if outmatched."

The Mad Dog pondered to himself out in the field, hands comfortably slid into his pockets as he tried to compile any notable detail that could be useful here.

"Other than the fact that it possessed similar properties to the Grim Reaper? Nothing, really.— ╰➤