Next time, he wasn’t going to play nice with cheeky, stuck up, arrogant little Senshi.
Next time was the last time he’d see Alkmene, unless he got Lysithea.
He was going to start making good on his promises to leave corpses for the Negaverse. Messages weren’t getting through, and he was getting desperate.
He didn’t turn his back to Alkmene, he wasn’t going to leave himself open for another attack–but he let him leave.
And then, he started looking again.
Noir Songbird
Sounds good!
