Sing’s voice echoed as hand met neck, and suddenly the beastly Saiyan was out cold. A welcome sight, and one that forced Erebos’ muscles to relax. This was definitely one of the scarier fights he’d been in lately— even all that funny business with Ward and Phakk included! At least then he’d had a bundle of buddies. This time he had a kid to babysit and an ex-roommate to scold.
”Oh, please. Me? Get hurt? You’re talking to the wrong fella.”
He turned away from the young Ollo, who he’d gained a strange kinship with, and refocused on the spectral singer opposite him. Erebos nodded with a grim expression. ”You heard the kid. Sounds like he’s real serious, too. Wouldn’t wanna mess with him.”
With that, he tentatively left the care of Nasu, the possessed Saiyan, in the hands of an infant and an ageless demon. Not his best play by any stretch of the imagination, but he was a little low on options for alternatives.
Hop. Skip. Jump. Erebos leaped from rock to rock, zooming away from the scene and towards the other fighters. That pirate cosplayer was pretty cool, but by the sense of things it seemed like she was definitely the aggressor. Not a good sign.
Attempting to hop to the “Avast Ye, Scallywag!” AT Split!
“I’ll meet you in a bit, Ollo. Then we’ll sort this mess out.” A good heart. Proven corruptible today. But that was far from everyone’s mind. The possessed and now unconscious Nasu was the prime focus, thankfully. Sing was free to scheme in peace. Which was boring. This chaos was ordinary at best. They were snapped out of their thoughts as Erebos prodded them to follow.
Seng flashed him a toothy grin. “You know I’ve messed with worse. Besides, I taught him everything he knows about offensive magic. This old body is good for something. But I won’t keep him waiting. I think I’ll actually tell him my full story. He earned it after today. I’ll see you around, Prince. Either when someone else does something dramatic or when my power finally returns.” Their eyes flashed with golden amber flames. “Won’t that be fun?”
With that, they gave an over-the-top bow as their top hat quickly swelled to outlandish size. IT then snagged him up in cartoonish jaws before shrinking down and flying off. Was that such a good idea? Telling this light-hearted Namekian the story of the thousand-year-old menace? It would at least put things into perspective. Who knows, maybe Ollo could help fill in the blanks from before. Find out who the living demon of Chaos is or was.