"Are you kidding?"
The youth with Louis's appearance had an expression as cold as ice.
But I had no mind to consider why he appeared in the depths of this human soul.
When he started to make a move, he showed no intention of holding back at all.
The terrifying soul offense seemed determined to kill me on the spot.
As I tangled with him, in a fleeting moment, I finally saw the suppressed killing intent in his eyes.
He didn't just want to fight with me to propagate his absurd glory and justice.
He... simply wanted me dead.
Even willing to risk heavy injury for it.
"Glory, do you really want to fight me to the death?"
The God of Glory and Justice said nothing, just the terrifying glow entwining his sword grew ever stronger.
Tornado-like soul power clashed with my vast soul.
I originally thought I could stay unmoved.
For I had wandered the astral realm for countless years, and my soul was no weaker than any powerful divine power.
"If you want to fight, I'll fight with you!"
