Just like Ares, when Deimos had taken over him.
Rocco's breath hitched.
How had he not noticed that sooner?!
What a careless mistake!
"Laxus, I'm so sorry!" he thought to himself.
Angrily stomping his feet, Rocco huffed and glared at Deimos.
In response, Deimos again smirked and uttered the most infuriating words, "You really are a fool."
"Stop saying that while using Laxus's face, dammit!"
"This is a vessel I finally obtained," Deimos continued, ignoring Rocco's outburst. "Why would I ever give it up?"
Rocco gritted his teeth.
Damn it! Of course, it wouldn't be that easy.
If Deimos had just gone, 'Oh, alright then!' and left, that would have been even more terrifying.
No way he'd surrender that easily.
So… now what?
As Rocco wracked his brain for a solution, Deimos suddenly curved his lips into a sinister smile.
"If you want this vessel returned unharmed, then obey my orders. Otherwise, I will kill it right here and now."
