'What did that kid do to deserve this? How could he get a Netherworld Demigod and the Song of Elune to fight over being his mother?'
'I don't get it~ I just don't get it!'
'Waaaah~~ My soul is in such agony~~'
Just as Lynch expected, Brutalus's remnant soul still had a sliver of rationality left, but not much.
Meanwhile, the acting from Lynch's two "mothers" was off the charts. Not only were they perfectly in sync, but they were also improvising and adding their own flair to the performance.
While taunting the Moon Priestess, Pale Elegy secretly sent a mental message to Lynch. "How are my lines, little mouse?"
The Moon Priestess, her expression cold, unleashed a Moonlight Special Move while retorting just as sharply, "Don't you dare taint my son with your filthy Netherworld aura!"
Lynch watched, dumbfounded, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.
'Their argument is a little too real... If I hadn't written the script myself, I might have actually believed it.'
