Lorenzo stood up, and as he moved, he could feel the slight sting spreading through his body, most intensely at the back of his neck.
Within the Black Angel, the extending flesh directly connected him to the armor. Lorenzo gently touched the back of his neck, feeling tiny wounds, not caused by electrodes. The flesh, like dense tentacles, pierced beneath the skin and spread to the nerves, redirecting Lorenzo's commands to the armor directly.
Although he hadn't operated the armor many times, Lorenzo could still sense the strangeness of it. However, he didn't care much, seemingly attributing all this strangeness to the Holy Grail Flesh.
To some extent, Lorenzo and the Black Angel were of the same origin, which might be why he was accepted by the Black Angel.
"Then I'll be going back."
Lorenzo said to Merlin, having had enough of this dark underground world. Even though living in darkness, Lorenzo still longed for a cloudless sunny day.
