Upon hearing this, Amaterasu took a deep breath, her anger turning into laughter.
"Well, I really have to thank you for that."
"You're welcome, just let me lick you every day, I promise just to taste a bit, won't actually bite... gulp~"
"..."
In an instant, an eerie silence swept over the battlefield. A group of native wizards looked at the two in terror, unable to determine if their relationship was good or bad.
If it weren't for witnessing the violent terror of the boy in black's true form, their dialogue would simply seem like flirtatious banter between young lovers. But once the truth was realized, the conversation took on an overwhelmingly terrifying meaning.
The emotions within the sea of spirit roiled and raged like a tsunami. Amaterasu's forehead veins throbbed, using all her strength to suppress and calm it, regaining composure as she shifted her gaze to the debris and ruins scattered everywhere.
"I'm not complimenting you! Look at what you've done!"
