Whether he knew Evan's thoughts or not, the man continued speaking without caring.
[You faced off against something similar, and though you were a Superior Stage unlike the Intermediate I was then, you still won.]
Suddenly the atmosphere turned dark and the man's voice went deep as he spoke.
|Yet seeing you in such a pitiful state after your victory, irks me. |
Evan could swear the man was speaking directly to his soul, because he heard the voice in his head, heard it with his ears and somehow heard it in his…chest?
[No matter how much that girlfriend of yours tries, even if she consumes all her Skill's power, it would be impossible for her to heal you in one go.
She would be left with a choice:]
EOTD held out his hand and Evan's severed arm flew through the air, landing right into his outstretched palm as he spoke.