"Enoch..." The {Golden Steel Herald} seemed to stop for a moment.
Cain nodded,
"Yes. Enoch. Neat, right?"
The Metal Elemental tilted its head,
"I have... a name now?"
Cain nodded enthusiastically,
"What do you even need a soul for? It's much a hassle, I'm telling you. Names on the other hand are much more convenient."
The Steel Herald fell silent.
Although it didn't have a face, Cain could clearly see it was hesitant.
Which was exactly what he wanted...
Suddenly, his expression changed,
"Not good!"
He glanced at Enoch,
"We can continue fighting later. Right now, an entire horde will be closing in on us from all directions. I suppose you know what that means."
His eyes narrowed,
"We even you will not be able to withstand so many Devils tearing into you, right?"
Silence...
'Come on, you tin bucket!'
"Very well." The Steel Herald finally said.
The golden beams surrounding its form died in intensity and the great sword in its hand turned into motes of light.
