Toppling buildings and the sound of desecrated lands filled the air, shattering glass and falling stone. The creak of metal and somehow the sound of the duplicate's footsteps against the ground, walking towards the God-Killer blade. It moved with deliberate motions the same confidence and strength that was exuded from The Baron itself. The fool, in his anger, had left his weapon behind. Without the threat of being sliced in half by a weapon as powerful as this, he was able to unleash his full ability.
His body, the true body, was holding together rather nicely. Though his back had been torn to shreds, and a singular tooth had been torn from his face, he was otherwise unharmed by the battle. Though the pain of having his skin torn off was starting to flood back to him, after all of the residual anger left behind after Tetsue's rampage was consumed. His feet touched the ground and he walked towards The God Killer, his lips sliding down across his teeth once more. With nothing to consume, and no reason to bare his fangs, The Baron calmed his visage and carried on his way towards Tetsue.
"A worthy foe, your anger was second only to that of a God's. Though now I feel emptiness, you're ready for oblivion. The destruction that you have given to so many others, you feel as though it is upon you now. Do you not?" The Baron stopped a few feet away from Tetsue, maintaining the crescent on his heel. Just in case there was any attempt at a counter-attack or recovery.
Meanwhile the Doppelganger grasped Tetsue's blade and lifted it up to his shoulder. It began jogging back towards The Baron and Tetsue, with the blade in tow and Tetsue lying facedown on the ground, this battle seemed to be won. Though he didn't wish to keep the weapon as a prize, he did wish to keep it out of Tetsue's reach for now.
"But you. I cannot let you die, God Killer. No, your anger is far too great for me to simply let you die. The anguish you bring, the blood you spill." He paused, staring down at Tetsue. No longer with malice in his voice, no hatred or cruelty. This was the voice of The Divine itself, a much more commanding voice. Less gravel, and more depth. "Your conquest is mine now, do you understand? The war you wage, and those who might raise your banner. They are but food."
The duplicate ran to The Baron's side, handing him the blade. "And you are the chef, who must stir the pot. To let it boil. To let it froth over."
He slung the blade over his shoulder, and lowered his right hand down to Tetsue. To help him to his feet. "Do you understand?"
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