Meanwhile...
"You are that Thrilled character, aren't you? I remember the robes. I didn't realise you were Bright Storm's captive now?" Eaniss said while pointing at the Ardent Curse.
Here, on this star, Null Life Essence didn't pool, creating a rigid space where sound couldn't travel before.
Thrill was quite infuriated at the new name he was identified with, but he remained silent. Strangling the Flawless Flail of Ruin in his hand was his only way to deal with his surging emotion.
"It is," Replicus answered for the Curse, his sockets flashing bright. "He has chosen to be my right hand man for a while."
Thrill groaned.
Over the gigantic star which spotted towering bright wisps of nullicious heat, and suffocating fumes, an odd standoff had been set.
Replicus, in his starry armour, and the [Nullmancer's Royal Raiment of Acclimation], Thrill in his white robes, and Araeyn on the red ribbon eerily similar to the one Eaniss was wearing, on one side.
