As NOH-noir stood strong after delivering a devastating attack upon his foe, he looked at his companions with such sorrow—and then he blanked. It was as if he were empty inside.
When he looked up…he saw an insurmountable amount of aura spewing from Lucatiel
"What's this power I'm sensing?" Lucatiel shouted.
Bursting through the clouds, he said, "I'm coming for you, Purple-man… oh, and you too, Sero…" He laughed, then vanished.
As NOH-Noir pieced together Lucatiel's fate, he saw an ethereal hand rise out of nowhere and pull him back, dragging him into reality from the stream of fate.
Lucatiel stood not far off, grinning. He confirmed what this idiot's abilities were, which made him even more eager to rip his head off.
Kiri looked at Lucatiel with tears of joy streaming down his face.
Gorlock attempted to bite Kiri, but Kiri dodged, moving faster than light—sidestepping Gorlock's treacherous breath and teeth that could bite through suns. He chanted, "Scarab Mode: REAPER POINT." His mask and chest piece shifted, reinforcing his arm guards and materializing his reaper sword. It was at this moment he had learned to channel his gluttony into such a concentrated point.
"Kiri… goodbye now. I've been holding you back, but you've finally broken your dear old man's soul. And for that, I'll leave you with a gift… all my knowledge throughout my years, coupled with all the potential I could bring out in you."
Kiri watched as his grandfather vanished from sight.