"Haven't you found a solution yet?" Triton said so, his handsome avatar smiling at the corners of his mouth, exhibiting calmness and confidence.
Raymond's attacks were ongoing, yet his mood was far from good; even with a helmet as a barrier and the pervasive Holy Light as a deterrent, the sullen air around him was easily sensed.
"The Holy Light is omnipotent." Triton repeated the words once said by Raymond, with a touch of irony. Adorned with blazing flames, He moved His torn and tattered body closer to Raymond, reaching out His palm, watching His finger bones vaporize into ash twenty centimeters away from Raymond's breastplate.
"Raymond, have you truly not found a method, or are you deliberately avoiding the correct answer?"
"As a rare Tenth Tier, stepping into the Divine Realm, are you really this vulnerable? Or is it that you are afraid? Afraid of your own power, afraid of your own justice."
