[Watching the mana stone sail through her head gets a snort from Malice that's dangerously close to a laugh. He allows Comet to lead him away with a lopsided grin, because it's kind of hard to be mad when your companion tosses a stone through your enemy, ruining her perfect appearance for even just a moment.
Unfortunately for them both, the scene isn't quite done playing out.
"I wanna stay with you." The other Malice says and continued in a rushed tone, "The rebels. I know where they're hidin'. That'll prove my loyalty, yeah? I'll give you all I know 'bout 'em."
If Comet turns back, they may notice that the woman is smiling now. It's still a subdued expression, and one that's still just as cold as everything else about her. "I would appreciate that greatly. From now on, you are Helichrysum of Annihilation Eclipse."
The phantom Malice nods eagerly and remains still as the woman steps forward. "Thank you," She says, still with that cold smile even as she reaches up to place a hand on Malice's shoulder, "my son."
The real Malice doesn't turn back. He already knows how this scene plays out, and he's powerless to stop it. Though his expression has darkened again, it's probably obvious why. He sold out the rebels - the people he was close to - for acceptance by this woman. If he hadn't...
Well, there's no point in thinking about it, he supposes.]
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Unfortunately for them both, the scene isn't quite done playing out.
"I wanna stay with you." The other Malice says and continued in a rushed tone, "The rebels. I know where they're hidin'. That'll prove my loyalty, yeah? I'll give you all I know 'bout 'em."
If Comet turns back, they may notice that the woman is smiling now. It's still a subdued expression, and one that's still just as cold as everything else about her. "I would appreciate that greatly. From now on, you are Helichrysum of Annihilation Eclipse."
The phantom Malice nods eagerly and remains still as the woman steps forward. "Thank you," She says, still with that cold smile even as she reaches up to place a hand on Malice's shoulder, "my son."
The real Malice doesn't turn back. He already knows how this scene plays out, and he's powerless to stop it. Though his expression has darkened again, it's probably obvious why. He sold out the rebels - the people he was close to - for acceptance by this woman. If he hadn't...
Well, there's no point in thinking about it, he supposes.]