"Technically, it may concern you," Cognazzo said, as ice formed around the blade, making it dull. He shoved Cire off, and shoved them both away. "Technically, I'm here to kill you," he nodded towards Azura. "Not without help, of course," he noted, as he revealed that he now had the deadline virus that the first RP was about imbedded in his chest. "Although, even so, I might not be able to kill a God...so father? Would you do the honors?"
"Whoa, wait up...we can talk this out, right?"
"Pfft. Still as weak as always. Couldn't even keep your girl away from that prick," he nodded towards Eric.
Ayros growled at his son. "You aren't mine yet. I don't need to listen to you."
"But I will be, and soon."
"Etna's in the future, you realize. And hopefully, she won't be back for a long time..."