Forest eyed the girl and her conviction. Yeah, obviously brain washed, she thought with a sigh. Then she pulled out her gun and shot the ground. However the deafening sound and the foot of fire erupting from the barrel would catch someone's attention. Not to mention the giant crater in the pavement as well.
She said, "Alright, first off, magic's like my gun here. It's a tool. A weapon that can be used for good or evil. It's the wielders that are the problem, not the magic itself, but not all magic users are bad."
"Yes. The tree has a point."
The resident's eyes looked over at Forest, his hand no longer curled into a dangerous claw. He looked back at the sleeping girl, before sighing in disgust. Her convictions had held true. If he cared more about humans he might have even found it brave.
"Killing you like this is not worth anything. Killing you is not worth anything."
With that simple statement he completely ignored her presence, and walked over to the taller, pale woman.
"Where is this 'Wal-Mart' you spoke of?"
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"You have my thanks for your generosity. I assure you I will make good use of it. I shall keep you updated on my progress."
"See that it is so."
"Yes, this is all I sought from this conference. It was a pleasure doing business with you."
"Very well."
The Golden King looked up at the sky. The stars were hidden from his view, and he found himself suddenly irritated by his place atop the tower. Preparing to leave, Gilgamesh moved to end the call when-
"Sorry, I need you to find another place.~~♥"
"What-"
Gilgamesh felt a strong hand in the small of his back, and with a sudden push he was toppled off the tower. The Original Hero fell for a moment in a state of disbelief, before immediately reacting. Twisting in the air, Gilgamesh embedded his arm up to the elbow in the metal tower, sliding down a ways before stopping. He glanced at his other hand, still holding on to his phone.
"You may expect a call from me in the future, Homunculus."
The King's voice did not sound pleased as he ended his call. Sliding the phone back into his pocket, Gilgamesh dug a foot into the tower and
pushed, sending him back up to the top in a feat of supernatural strength. His angry temperament faded somewhat as he regarded the being in front of him, that happily sat upon the tower with a hamburger in her mouth. At such a sight, even the Original Hero could only react in confusion.
"...Why are you here, True Ancestor?"