The Apostle had been monitoring the actions of his…counterpart. That duplicate was much like an additional Apostle – an eighth Apostle – and didn't, or rather, couldn't, share his Rank. Thus, Red Rage could perceive its whereabouts and actions just as well as he could the other Apostles. Only now did he scoot over to the distressed Yuyui.
"I think it's about time," said Ferex, who was visibly getting impatient. "Let's go, Yuyui."
"Already?" shrieked the green-haired woman. "Could I get a few more minutes? I think I smell bad. I should have taken a bath after my body fully matured. And-and-and… Right! I haven't eaten yet!"
"Yu." Grim placed a hand over her shoulder, and she withered.
"…Fine."
Ferex gave a nod. "I'll be using my Trait now. If we are to test the limits of my Sleight Ghost, we should do it thoroughly."
Yuyui groaned.
