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[flameinthedarkness]

[...fuck.

Idia still for several long moments, before a long sigh out.] Ffffuuuuuuccckk. [Hand up to rub at his forehead. Godsdamnit. That sounded just... a little too familiar. Far too familiar. To rework the world. Create it again. And honestly... Idia's not super surprised. He's seen the data. Seen a pattern. Just...]

Fucking Malleus Draconia... [If what is going to happen that Idia thinks is to Silver's world... well fuck, Idia shaking his head at the thought. If only he had time to research it better. To considering what was going on. What was really going on. But he hadn't. Things had gone too fast.

Not that it matters to his world. At all.

Still, the idea that Malleus may be Overblotting... is terrifying, that static-y tone to Idia's voice back,] Eehhhh, this is why I didn't Overblot him myself. Too much of a wildcard. Too powerful. What a pain.

[caycay]

Malleus...

[Doing something like that? They all knew he was powerful, but...Seven. Cater feels a knot forming in his throat. He doesn't know what to say, how to be helpful--his brain is spinning overtime trying to come up with something to say to Silver but unable to settle on anything.

And then Idia makes that sound.]

O-Overblot him yourself? Idia, what the Hell?