>>5368006"Indeed. Sharing two consciousnesses instead of the hundreds within us is a much more favorable condition, but wouldn't you rather keep your mind to yourself? We could erase the memories of your host, if you wish to."
"My incarnation does not work the same as yours. I need the one who resides in me to maintain this corporeal form."
"I insist, Sir Griffith. Do not be bothered by such trifling matters when you have ascended as beyond human, let us get rid of your suffering." The entity attempts to place it's hands on Griffith's head, but he takes a step backwards.
"I wonder if those are really your true intentions, given how the one whom your appearance is based on is begging to have it's voice heard."
Merlina's consciousness briefly assumes control, using her powers to absorb as much knowledge as Femto had before aiming her vorpal scythe at his shoulder.
Surprisingly, The God Hand Finger managed to catch the weapon with his hand, the remaining energy managing to cut the space between his fingers as blood drew from his knuckles.
"Perhaps you should have attempted a sneak attack. Hardly effective, but yet would have provided you a more lasting attack against my person." Griffith compliments her courage, unsurprised by Merlina's gall as she was being frozen by his gravity manipulation.
"And consider myself a coward for all eternity? I would rather have you remember my name as you contort in pain from my blows!"
An array of soul projectiles swarm Griffith as he blinks and teleports through all of her attacks, despite swinging in all directions.
As The Dark Lord appears to limit her consciousness in the sea of abyssal souls, her Od is negated as the dark falcon retracts her existence further into the astral body.
"Sealing the fate of all for the mistake of one?! That is exactly what an ally of Conrad would do to humanity..."
"You should feel honored, to lose your consciousness to your pupil, before having the chance to be consumed by the ones who you have sworn to defeat."
"AAARGH! AAAAARGH!" Merlina was once again bested before having the chance to summon her golems as the entity once again becomes hypnotized by his force.
"Go, Silver Eyed. Your apprentice awaits you."
"Yes, Sir Griffith." The entity obeys as they finally leave to meet Grunbeld, preparing the troop to kill Flora as Rakshas observed her from afar.
"If only she had waited for a more opportune time to strike. Perhaps we could have worked together in this Band where only the fools decide to trust each other." The mysterious masked Bakiraka spoke to himself, getting ready to visit The Santana Estate himself.
