Darius looked at the being in front of him, confused. He knew that there was no way he would want to take his eyes off it.
"Now, who in the world are you?"
He was looking at the being, ready to attack at any given time, but he was waiting to see if he would understand what he was dealing with.
The being staggered a bit, trying to shake off the pain it felt from the wound Darius had given it.
"What I am doesn't matter to someone like you, you carry the powers of chaos and you deserve to…."
Gbam!
Before the being could finish talking, a blade from nowhere flew right into his chest.
Darius turned to see Deliri; he had finished regenerating, and it was clear that he wasn't going to be playing nice.
"You foul divine pantheon! You want to take the powers of chaos for yourself!" Deliri began walking towards them, looking at Darius.
"Those powers belong to Urus!" Deliri roared, sending tremors all around the forest.
