"I must say, your helper is quite the tenacious one."
The parasite stood before me, its form even blurrier than before.
"Are you having difficulty sustaining your clone... or whatever it is that you are using to talk to me?"
I asked with genuine curiosity.
Currently, I was in an area of Diana's domain where I could no longer feel the fluctuations of mana which I had been able to as a result of Arthur and Diana's fight.
Surely Arthur hadn't been defeated, but this strange silence was starting to make me a little uneasy.
"You do know that it wouldn't even take a second for me to erase your existence."
Diana didn't answer my question, but followed with a threat of her own.
"Killing me won't achieve a thing and would only make matters worse for you."
If the parasite was present here talking to me, even when it should have been fighting an intense battle against Arthur, then... it meant only one thing.
