Someone stepped forward and then spoke, "Regardless of your strength, you'll not reach the angel, you are not the strongest awakened after all, you are not Shadow."
When the person said that, Aren let out a subtle smile, he stepped forward, "I think I've carried this little lie enough." Aren muttered and then looked up, "All of you can back away, or come against me, I'll cut each one of you down." Aren said, he pointed down at the mountain.
"Right below us is a guardian, and if we touch the angel inside that statue, we'll all die." Aren said, he slowly loomed up, his gaze scanning each of them, "I can tell you all want to stop me right now or call me a liar, but it doesn't matter.
I've come to learn that for progress to be made, I have to start making hard decisions, else we'll be playing the very show these beings want us to." His tone was calm and smooth like the morning breeze, yet heavy, like the voice of a king speaking, everyone was forced to take it seriously.
