As I was freefalling in the middle of the morning sky, with only my six wings helping with resisting gravity somewhat, for some reason, my Anima decided to shoot me some questions regarding our duel which was about to begin in the next few seconds.
Just before I was about to summon my divine weapon, he murmured 'Hey, how are we going to fight that blue boy by the way?'
To which I asked back "I don't know... Tryna beat him up with our Libra?"
'Sheet, your ass gonna lose in seconds that way!'
"..."
Alright...?
"What would you suggest then?" To be honest, I couldn't really expect anything from my internal buddy...
'Oh, what would this great me suggest~'
'Let's use our flaming sword~'
"..."
Yeah, his idea each time was either f*cking or pure nonsense.
Having not much time left until we reached the ground below, I just brushed him off "The Archangel's sword? No way will they let us use it, my guy..."
