Raise Your Fists.

"Do you truly intend to fight me, Godslayer?" Lumi asked Sol as soon as he entered her presence; much like The Beginning, it was a vast endless white space with neither up nor down aside from wherever one decided there was, and here she was no more than a mass barely distinguishable from her surroundings.

"I'm not in the mood Lumi, I want answers that only you would have." Sol stared at her eyes as the only thing to focus on, his previous hives from being near her and the nerve rattling sensations were all gone, she mentally commended him for showing such an unmoving resolve as he seemed to have overcome the small bit of fear she sensed the last time they were face to face.

"Then, ask." She responded to-the-point much like he was talking. "If it does not interfere with the will of fate I will answer truthfully."

"I'm not seeing things, right, those people are just human, right?" Sol furrowed his brows.