[ That earns a blink at first. Then, perhaps unnervingly, his grin just widens. The look in Gen's eyes had already been a bit too sharp, a bit too bright given the topic of discussion, but it's Dimitri's threat that truly has him lighting up with something manic and almost excited.
(He knows, after all, that whatever is given to that statue is gone. Given for good. Permanent. So if Dimitri actually follows through on that threat -- and a part of him has no doubt that Dimitri is capable of it -- then maybe the same will still hold true. Just as he knows deep in his guts that his previous offering had been completed wiped from reality in irreversible fashion, maybe the same will apply to him.
Maybe it won't just be a dissipation. Maybe he'll actually be gone, utterly and completely. Won't that be nice.)
Not that he's going to go down without a fight, though. He's too stubborn and spiteful and prideful by nature, and even as he breathes a low laugh, his stance is lowered in preparation for the fight. ]
Let's see you do it, then!
[ The next moment, he swipes his free hand through the air, aimed at Dimitri. Immediately, the ground beneath him opens up -- a hole punched into the floor beneath him, dropping him down to his chest. At the same time, Gen lunges forth, aiming to strike before Dimitri can adjust to the sudden drop. His mace's head draws a wide arc through the air, aimed at Dimitri's lance to try and knock it out of his hand. Surely, once he's gotten rid of that weapon, they'll be on more even footing, right? ]
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(He knows, after all, that whatever is given to that statue is gone. Given for good. Permanent. So if Dimitri actually follows through on that threat -- and a part of him has no doubt that Dimitri is capable of it -- then maybe the same will still hold true. Just as he knows deep in his guts that his previous offering had been completed wiped from reality in irreversible fashion, maybe the same will apply to him.
Maybe it won't just be a dissipation. Maybe he'll actually be gone, utterly and completely. Won't that be nice.)
Not that he's going to go down without a fight, though. He's too stubborn and spiteful and prideful by nature, and even as he breathes a low laugh, his stance is lowered in preparation for the fight. ]
Let's see you do it, then!
[ The next moment, he swipes his free hand through the air, aimed at Dimitri. Immediately, the ground beneath him opens up -- a hole punched into the floor beneath him, dropping him down to his chest. At the same time, Gen lunges forth, aiming to strike before Dimitri can adjust to the sudden drop. His mace's head draws a wide arc through the air, aimed at Dimitri's lance to try and knock it out of his hand. Surely, once he's gotten rid of that weapon, they'll be on more even footing, right? ]