"Can you not see I possess not even the slightest drop of His blood flowing within me?" Ryuk replied, as Azragoth's eyebrows furrowed.
"Is that your excuse for being nothing?"
"You took away my body parts, so… I am weak and should be weak?" Azragoth said with a scoff.
"If that is your train of thought, then you don't deserve them in the first place," he said, his axe cleaving through one side of Ryuk's divided side, leaving just one more slice left.
"You're a fool." The remaining slive spat out as Azragoth paused.
"My question was, if I have not a single drop of Theth'Vorgath's blood within me, then… why do you still call me his son?"
Ryuk said, as Azraggoth paused dumbfounded, before his grin widened uncontrollably.
He threw his head back and laughed out loud, a devilish, spine-tingling laughter that echoed loudly through the Knull Domain.
"A rebel!?"
"Who Could Have Imagined, The Son Of The Mighty Carnage, Theth'Vorgath, Will Try to Refuse Him, Hahahaha!"
