"…I'm a true student of death!"
Or was he? Even now, a voice fought against that notion – no, it rejected it. What was he? No, that didn't matter! Was he the son of a prominent mother, or the son of an ambitious father? NO! It didn't matter!
Rias was lit up like a match. A broken match.
He had outsmarted the Unlimited Stars, but he was on his last leg.
While fighting Kintar, he had been so overwhelmed by her powers and Uyuniya's that he'd opted to stow away his original body and use a replica that Aimon had made, which possessed thrice the physical prowess, and was immune to all forms of magic and Nitros. It might have been a spiteful move, but it had ensured that none of the mortals other than Pherdanta could harm him.
(A/N: Refer to Ch.1559)
