[ Hoh. While 100% offended, his expression doesn't twist at that description. He cocks an eyebrow and focuses on his response instead, not at all surprised by the distance put between them. It's anticipated, but for Belial to bow out so fast when he's clearly here with his hands tied with all these armed Prismals around him is somewhat surprising. As he ponders more, it's a smart move. If he were in his place, he wouldn't dare step an inch closer.
Still, Sandalphon beckons him over with a finger, now falling into mocking tactics he hasn't gotten a chance to use in a long while. ]
Is that fear I smell, Belial? [ Fake reassurance: ] I'm not one to hurt the weak.
[ At least nowadays, he isn't. Before, maybe. Shoulders drop as he waits here, arms still open and oh so empty. They're waiting for a body to occupy them, corpse or not. ]
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Still, Sandalphon beckons him over with a finger, now falling into mocking tactics he hasn't gotten a chance to use in a long while. ]
Is that fear I smell, Belial? [ Fake reassurance: ] I'm not one to hurt the weak.
[ At least nowadays, he isn't. Before, maybe. Shoulders drop as he waits here, arms still open and oh so empty. They're waiting for a body to occupy them, corpse or not. ]