A grimace forms on his face. Everything Zanza said was true, but he wanted to deny it. Allowing the god any satisfaction was unbearable, especially after the events on the Bionis.
“That may be true, but…”
Thinking…
“…You awaited me to be "helpless" to confront me from 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 distance?”
𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐥𝐤
“Because you are alone right now, no friends to hide behind, and no true Monado anymore, just a pitiful imitation.”
Seeing him reach for his hip, Zanza’s grip on his Monado tightened a little bit.
𝐙𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐚
“I suppose hope must be challenged every so often.”
A hand went to his hip. Shulk was intimidated by Zanza’s presence, sure, but he had claimed victory over him once already…
“Why should I listen to you?”
𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐥𝐤
“How amusing, you seem to believed I was gone forever.”
“And do not use that name so lightly, that name has been cast aside”
𝐙𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐚
Smart move.
“Why…HOW…are you even here, Klaus?”
𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐥𝐤
“Yes, it is I”
He’s staying up in the air… just incase Shulk had a Monado
