"So, you are planning to let Hana cross the fog to undo the seal on her angelic powers."
Mir nodded. "It's the only way, and the only way for the Supreme God to go back to heavenly realm."
"Don't you mean me?" Isleif smirked, sounding cocky. "After I absorb Xue, and I become the main host of the soul?"
Mir's wings fluttered slightly, as if irked by Isleif's words. He glanced at Isleif, sighing as he summoned out his sword, and his wings spread out further.
"Even if it is possible," Mir said, his tone chilly. "I'll be a fool to let someone like you become the main host of the Supreme God."
Isleif clenched his fists, the knuckles in his hand started to coat in magma.
"I knew this would happen," Isleif shrugged, getting into a defensive stance. "You never trusted me from the start. You just needed me to act as a distraction."
"If you become the Supreme God, even if you are him, you are not him. You won't save us, you'll kill us all."