"Hunt?" Sunny's voice was a vibration that seemed to press down on the very air of the arena. He knew exactly what Nova meant by "hunt," and the same cold, predatory itch was already spreading through his own consciousness.
The Realm of Advancement, the entire realm was bound to the will of his creation, Nexus. He would not suffer the lapdogs of the Demon Lords to roam freely in his new backyard.
"Wait for the tournament to end," Sunny commanded. His voice was calm again, but it was the stillness of a predator that has already marked its prey. "When this is over, there will be a… fun activity… for all of our demigods."
Nova nodded and dissolved into a shimmer of spatial energy and was gone. Her body was already teleported to Veridia, waiting for her master's call.
The tournament raged on, but for Sunny, it had lost its luster. The subsequent battles were a pale compared to clash between his two DemiGods.
