Aeneas stood protectively before the cloaked Goddess, and defiantlysat his eyes upon Enigma. Who likewise returned his own gaze of intrigue and playfulness.
The soroundings were laid down with silence, as nobody had thought that the battle would take such a drastic path.
"Senior, I don't think it is necessary for us to do this." Aeneas relaxed his presence and decided to still, come up with a clean approach. He seemed more like a Neutral God than anything at the moment.
"Why would you say so? The lass clearly attacked me, why should I not respond as such?" Enigma smiled lightly, like an elder towards a junior, as he casually inquired.
"Senior, it was a careless mistake. I can assure you of that. I am–"
"Don't bother, please." Enigma cut him off before he could continue, "Though I am partially curious how you consider her actions a mistake. I will not bother with that either."