“You should have fled when you had the chance.” King Diorite said as he looked over the room and his eyes landed on me.
His voice didn’t sound like the voice of King Diorite though. Instead, it had a multi-tone sound of several people speaking on top of each other, the loudest of them seemed to be the voice I was familiar with, that of the Twilight princess.
“King Diorite,” I said. “I did what you asked me to do. I protected your people, and Sapphire had even been taken on as an apprentice by your brother-in-law Gabbro. He was quite impressed with her.”
“All of that is meaningless,” Twilight spoke. “In time, they will be a part of me, and so will their stories.”
“I’m not talking to you!” I snapped. “I’m talking to King Diorite. I’m talking to the part of him that is still in there.”
Twilight made a face. “You still don’t seem to understand. King Diorite has united with me. His memories are my memories. I am King Diorite. Everything about him is me, his past, his future, his mind, his emotions... they are one with me. When I speak, it is King Diorite speaking.”
As before, its speed was incredible. The difference this time was that I had the Apeman who also had an enormous speed. He met Twilight, intercepting it and sealing off its movements. Before the victor of their outcome could be settled, the cyclops swung down a club forcing Twilight to abandon its attack and jump back. However, no sooner had it jumped back than the Blood Spirit let out a screeching sound that came out in waves.
Twilight grabbed its ears as it was struck with the soul attack. It blurred, appearing back where it had started without gaining any ground.
“You’re mistaken, Twilight.” I glared at it. “About a lot of things.”
“How is that?” It sneered back.
“There is a tear on your face,” I remarked, causing Twilight to jerk.
After telling King Diorite about the outcome of his family, a single tear had fallen down his cheek. Twilight wiped it away furiously and then attacked.