Razeal's laughter echoed through the water like a low metallic ripple, sharp and unrestrained. It grew and twisted, rolling off his tongue in waves, until all that remained on his lips was a cold, perfectly carved smirk. His crimson eyes shimmered, narrowed slightly, carrying a feral thrill that didn't exist in the old him.
Neptunia, who had been staring at him with wide, bewildered eyes, finally snapped out of her trance. "You know… we don't really have time," she said, voice rising slightly. "In case you forgot those sea creatures? The wave? They're still coming towards us."
Her words.. well they did woke him up from his stupor.
Razeal's laughter froze mid-breath.
He turned his head slowly, crimson eyes focusing on her like a predator remembering the rest of the world existed. "Ohh… that is still left, haa?" he murmured, as if genuinely surprised he wasn't alone in an empty world.
Then he shifted his gaze.
