"You look awful." Nova uttered as he looked down on his wounded and sliced up 'former' friend.
He was greatly muscular for his age which was surprising, obviously hasn't been eating or drinking and is quite defined. The mark of the godslayer transcending from over his eye down to his back and front.
Nova looked at his now black hair too and how he was breathing, had his eyes closed but wasn't asleep and didn't react.
"Get up."
The God of Hell's voice was demanding yet not a falter of even a flinch was reacted.
"I don't know what you hear or don't hear down here but even a deaf person could hear what's going on outside. And I don't know how you can help me now that I look at your state, but at least speak to me as I still, even after your solidifying of stupidity, consider you as my best friend."
A few moments passed of silence, no movements from the godkiller in front of him.