"Grahhh…" Torq felt suffocated, hurriedly thinking up a plan to survive. He surfed through the furball's memories related to the content of powers he possessed at the moment, 'I can bring out the Empyrean Snapper Pet. No, if someone is watching us, it'll mess up everything.'
'Why did the original behave with such lethargy…? Doesn't matter, since I'm Torq now.' Based on the memories, he condensed a shot out a droplet of liquid towards Runthral. It moved pretty slowly, having an unfamiliar wobble to it.
Runthral merely huffed once and the droplet splattered, "Why aren't you showing off your grand powers? Weren't you the oh-so-majestic being even without being a Deity?"
"Fucking leech thinks he's great just because I tolerated…" Suddenly, Runthral stopped talking. He let go of Torq and hurriedly retreated before closing his nose and mouth, "What is that…SMELL?"
