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[h2][center][color=CBD8D7]- FLOS - THE FLOWER OF DEATH -[/color][/center][/h2]
[@Lmpkio]

The damn showoff had vanished before the sister could take a shot at the heel, and the skidding feet of Flos stopped the angel from losing control. He turned only the see nothing but the thralls still merrily attacking the corpses of the men who had originally tried to contain him.

The Final Gaze made an appearance alongside the sister in his free hand, but before he could take another step, the loud sound of mechanized boosters flooded the angel's ears, and on instinct, he threw up his shield and took an unexpected force. It forced the angel to crouch to maintain a locked formation without losing control, but he was at a disadvantage. His left arm was feeling the extreme weight of the collision, and he didn't have much of a plan of action.

[b][color=9e0b0f]"And you're pathetic to think I'm giving it my all,"[/color][/b] the armored demon barked through the helmet, [b][color=9e0b0f]"I'm just getting started!"[/color][/b]

Flos let out another deep chuckle at the egotistic demon. [color=CBD8D7][b]"I could do this all day..."[/b][/color]. The Final Gaze started to brighten up. [color=CBD8D7][b]"...then again, I'm sure you'd already know if you really are a competent king."[/b][/color]

He swung the Gaze forward, breaking his lock and allowed the sharp, bright projectile of heaven to push towards it's commanded direction, and to follow up, Flos rose the Gaze into the aim, and pierced the floor with a commanding shockwave, before immediately and quickly swinging another slash towards Mephilis' suit.