It became even worse when his Ancestral Staff was stolen, which was real and not a clone.
In the end, all his plans to recover his strength and regain his body were spoiled by Gabriel.
Alion clenched his fist. However, before he could do anything, the God of Darkness spoke, "Remember where you are. If we start fighting here, it won't be good for any of us."
"Moreover, we aren't enemies. I know I tried some things that were harmful for your friend, but that was only because I wanted to regain my body and my strength. However, now, all of that is behind us. There are much bigger problems, if you haven't noticed."
Alion knew that he wasn't lying. Even if he was, he wasn't strong now. If anything, he was at their mercy so he couldn't scheme much. He relied on a little girl to even exist, after all.
"You've become quite pathetic," Alion exclaimed, shaking his head lightly.