>>5994705“It wasn't good.” you say to her, sighing out. “Remember that redheaded woman who was with him?”
“Of course, that bitch.” your wife replies, eye twitching. “Why?”
“Turns out she wasn't real.” you say to her, both her brows raising in surprise. “Turns out she was some sort of golem, a puppet someone else was controlling to manipulate him.”
Silence hangs between you both, you see your wife's mind going a mile a minute as she thinks it over.
“...Damn.” she finally says. “I can't imagine...”
“Right?” you reply, the two of you sharing a moment. But then it goes by, your wife shaking her head before you continue. “Apparently Future Chaya already found out about this, and told our Chaya. She threw it in his face, that's why he fell.”
“Fair enough, after what he did to her.” your wife replies. But before you both can continue, another figure approaches you both. The large, imposing figure of the skeletal Lord Ainz. “Ainz.”
“Meloka, Karn. Good to see you both in good health.” the jolly skeleton says, his deep voice with an edge of happiness to it. “Your son told me of your victories over the fighters of the other universe. Most impressive.”
“They weren't anything special. Not the ones I fought, anyways.” your wife answers. To which Ainz nods, but then turns his empty eye sockets to you, a hint of crimson light glinting inside the shadows in them.
“But the one you fought, Hit, wasn't it? I hear he is a powerful foe.” Ainz asks, then smirks. “But his power is quite something. The ability to skip forward through time, like some sort of fourth dimensional being.”
“Wait, what?” you ask him, confused. To which Ains clarifies, rolling his wrist.
“Your son explained what he witnessed, what the time-stopping ally of yours Guldo explained to him. That this Hit could step <span class="mu-i">out</span> of time itself, moving forward through the time stream like you can move through the air. That is how he would seemingly teleport around.”
“I see.” you reply, wondering if he's encountered such a being. Or if he has a similar power? “His power was a threat, glad that he's not wandering our universe.”
“Indeed. Anyone who can put a warrior like you down is someone I wish not to tussle with.” the skeleton replies, unleashing a belly-rolling laugh. Which is a feat, considering he's nothing more than bones and a glowing red orb held under his ribcage. “I seek no quarrel with the gods, were it not for them I-”
But just then, your conversation is interrupted by a blue-haired woman reeking of alcohol stumbling over, nearly tripping over her own feet.
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