"Sheeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssshhhhh"
I looked at Nero, turned around saw the large open strip in the wood, bushes, trees, even the ground was ploughed around us, like one of those circles I had seen in a field... somewhere, sometime.... Only a small piece was left out, the part where Nero and I were standing on.
"Boy, you've really got a problem," I stuttered. "The only thing I could see was, that your sword suddenly grew larger and a sort of lightning came out, causing this destruction. But look... see the trash around us? It was hurled away from us, so if we're all in a battle and stand close together, your sword will just cause damage out of this circle. Wow, quite effective against a large group of enemies."
I was in awe, such powers. No, I didn't want Nero as an enemy. My thoughts whirled, brain machinery was working at high speed.
Ok, Freud, whateveryouare, which emotions cause this high destruction? Hm, seems it could only be love or hate.... Simple.... Simple? WAAAAAAAAHHHHHH.
"Errhm, Nero, guess, you won't like it: but <shifting uncomfortably from side to side> .... could it be... you... have a certain sympathy for me?"
