Caelus didn't understand his own tactics, not really.
Just like he didn't understand Commander Thresh. He couldn't grasp why his mentor insisted on suppressing his power, capping his growth since birth.
While his own physical strength had stagnated, the internal world nurtured by the Miracle Divine Tree within him had expanded exponentially. It was a thriving ecosystem now, teeming with new life forms.
Keep playing with your kites, the arrogant voice inside him sneered. Your little brothers are going to surpass you soon.
The cold, haughty Caelus had nothing but contempt for his alter ego's evasive fighting style.
Surpass me?
Hah! Even if Kronos and Pallas attacked me together, I could beat them with both hands tied behind my back!
The chatty, neurotic Caelus might have been a chronic avoider of conflict, but when it came to his status as the Big Brother, his ego was ironclad.
Shameless, the arrogant voice spat. Everyone knows magic is just for people who like to talk.
