Date: 2011-08-12 02:53 pm (UTC)
He grinned. "I like the way you think." Koios stepped onto the disk beside her, and it suddenly shot up and toward the demon. The thing was already forming its next attack, it seemed: a writhing ball of Darkness and fire was growing steadily in Chernabog's hands, and he had set a fierce glare on the two of them.

"Somehow, I'm not really sure that I can stop that thing when he throws it," Koios said dryly.
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