'Why the fuck would you go into something like that without me!? Is this what our bond has come to!? Tch… fine, whatever! I'm hosting a grand banquet next week. You're not invited!'
'….'
Atticus wasn't sure whether it was because of the battle, or simply the sheer absurdity of Ozeroth's words… but he had no response.
A huff resounded in his mind.
'What? You're silent?! You think I won't do it? Ozeroth does not make empty threats!'
'…No, I don't doubt you.'
'Then what's with that tone? You really think I won't go through with it, huh? Fine. I'll show you.'
A blow slipped past his defences and slammed into his chest. Atticus felt his ribs cave as the air was driven from his lungs.
He tore back in a streak of light, crashing through multiple islands in rapid succession.
As he spat out a mouthful of blood, Noctis' panicked voice rang out.
'Ozzy! Kuu!'
'No, Noctis! How's he supposed to learn if we don't teach him a lesson now!?'
'Kuu. Kuu!'
