If you were to unpack the contents of my declaration, then they went along the lines of "kill us, and you will definitely die, too".

At first, the Constellations were agitated, then they began whispering among themselves, and finally, silence descended in their midst. Some stared at Agares, while the others, at Metatron. They were the holders of the highest authorities on this battlefield, but they simply maintained their silence with unreadable expressions on their faces.

However, even though no orders were issued, the clouds of war unexpectedly began churning slowly on the outskirts of the gathered masses.

[. We know very well what you're trying to do.] It was a Constellation from who roared out with true voice. [However, we still have a score to settle with you.]

"I wonder about that. It's hard to tell who is owing who here."

My retort prompted the Constellations of to free their weapons from their sheaths.

[You said that you're neither