Sause, suddenly cooled off, gave a small smile.
"As you said, I'm tethered to someone else now, ahaha." He looked below, at Skullius. "I don't imagine he'll lose, but even if he does... I won't be too distraught."
The Hybrid Warmoth cursed him.
Quintess finally gave a boisterous laugh. Sause had to dig himself into the ground with Nitros to keep from flying off.
Right then, a brand appeared on Sause's forehead, gleaming in golden white, and he was warped away to the Empyrean Bosom.
'Well, I would have appreciated a better show of faith and confidence,' Skullius (who had swiped Sause away just now) thought just as Quintess raised his arm from the mountain. 'Though, I guess the odds do look to not be in my favour.'
