Godslayer woke up in a slow daze. He felt as though he had entered his slumber just yesterday, so being made to wake up only disoriented him.
"Alex? Are we out yet?" he asked, his mind still struggling to come to him just yet.
"He's not the one who woke you up," Bladedance said. "I did."
Godslayer heard those words, and his daze vanished immediately. He looked at his surroundings and found the long black-haired, fair-skinned woman standing close to him.
If he had eyes, they would've been wide with fear right then.
"B-Bladedance? What are you doing here?" he asked out loud, quickly searching the surroundings for Alex. He found Alex in the back with a serious expression.
"So you do remember my name," she said. "But that is not enough. I'm here to kill you, but I won't, so long as you prove to me you're not Godslayer."
"I'm not Godslayer," Godslayer said quickly. "No, I am. But I'm not the same Godslayer."
Bladedance remained expressionless. "He said you remember who you were."
