"She would go on a killing spree, isn't that right?"
Tezen didn't give much of a reaction to Dorian's deduction. Instead, he sighed, a sound of ancient weariness.
He stood up, and then slowly walked forward, his voice calm and steady as each word left his mouth.
"Far off, but not that far off," he said. "You've always been a threat. No matter. I don't need your permission. I can take you peacefully. Your acceptance is not needed. Not anymore."
Dorian still held the grin on his face, pressing his back even closer to the glass wall.
He stared beyond it, seeing an expanse of darkness that lay beyond, covering a large distance, as if spreading to eternity.
Meanwhile, in the sky above, multiple stars seemed to be shining, glowing repetitively.
After taking note of everything, Dorian turned his gaze back to the god. "You don't plan to let me go?"
"Not until I have acquired your body." Tezen moved closer. "Don't worry, it's not painful. It's barely recognizable."
