He disassembled the Steel Giant and then put it back together once more.
Discarding the useless four arms, he replaced, repaired, and tended to its legs and other joints.
Blood, fascia, bones, organs, programming, and even the shell.
Every part underwent rough yet precise calibration and reassembly until, at last, the once-broken Giant began to appear whole again, silently waiting, much like one in deep slumber, for the return of its Soul, waiting for the final awakening.
Suspended from the rigging, Beelzebub let go of the control stick, took a step back, and drew in a deep breath. His hands trembled slightly.
"Scared?" Huai Shi asked, "Or are you worried that Auden will reject your awakening?"
"I don't know, I'm just…" Beelzebub fell silent for a long time before he finally said in a low voice, "Very nervous."
