"No. Observe."
The skull-head sat inside the cockpit of the mechanical god, observing Aorus's actions with the help of instruments. He was accustomed to keeping a few cards up his sleeve, understanding the opponent's true capabilities before taking action. At this moment, the skull-head was pondering, pondering Aorus's peculiar behavior.
The humanoid form summoned by Aorus seemed to be able to unleash his superpowers for him, so why didn't he use teleportation to dodge the Dust Explosion's attack?
This was illogical, the Supreme Crown was, in his knowledge, the most face-conscious person. If Aorus's important documents fell into a mud pit, he would rather spend half an hour lecturing to persuade someone else to pick them up for him than stretch out his hand to soil his own clothes. That was his nature, his proud nature.
The skull-head was clear that while human character can grow, the innate nature within is hard to change. His choice to endure this attack must have a reason...
