Match your pulse with the rhythm of combat, and you'll dominate any fight.
"THE SAME THING SHE HAS ALWAYS WANTED. THE DEATH OF OLIVER PATRICK," Pandora said.
"See, that doesn't make a lick of sense to me. What would have a Goddess like Pandora so heated about a single mortal?" Vol said. "Was it just because he killed the Pandora Goblin?"
Pandora hissed, as if to acknowledge that fact was a kryptonite. "I AM THE MOTHER OF MONSTERS! TO KILL MY CREATIONS IS TO INVOKE MY WRATH. MY PANDORA GOBLIN'S ARE THE GREATEST OF ALL MY CREATURES. AS MY CHILDREN, I MOURN THEIR LOSS ABOVE ALL OTHERS."
"You're a fragment," Vol said again. "You mourn nothing. You are nothing."
The ivory-skinned woman smiled a strange smile, revealing a mouth full of teeth that were not at all human. Each tooth was jagged, and her fangs were those of a snake.