[Nagi doesn't smile, not this time. Instead he slowly walks forward while pinning Valmont to the ground, watching and listening as his skull hits the ground. Seeing as he's done enough that would have reduced an ordinary man to unconsciousness long before now, he knows better than to let his sudden stillness fool him.
He stops when he's standing near Valmont again, staring down at him with an expression crossed between frustration and disgust. If he didn't have those talismans, Nagi would have easily been able to kill him by now. ...Perhaps. What he said to Tsukiyama before now comes back to him full force.
If that is the case, death may be assumed to not be permanent...though I don't know what would happen if you were injured badly, but not badly enough to die from it.]
You are a fool.
[He hisses, tightening his grip around Valmont with a force bearing down on his chest, so hard that hair-line cracks in the pavement begin to shoot out all around him. It would be easy to snap his neck like all the rest, but those talismans may very well just be able to heal him from something like that. So, Nagi stands there in thought, trying to think of what he would like to do with him.
Nearby he spots a mailbox. Far heavier than the bench, made entirely out of steel. He doesn't move a hand this time, the box uprooting itself from the ground seemingly of its own accord to hover just above Valmont's head.
If Valmont doesn't wake up to see what's about to happen, Nagi is going to test his theory that you can be damaged so much and not actually fully die from it. ...Or at least enough to trigger this world's mechanism of non-death.]
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He stops when he's standing near Valmont again, staring down at him with an expression crossed between frustration and disgust. If he didn't have those talismans, Nagi would have easily been able to kill him by now. ...Perhaps. What he said to Tsukiyama before now comes back to him full force.
If that is the case, death may be assumed to not be permanent...though I don't know what would happen if you were injured badly, but not badly enough to die from it.]
You are a fool.
[He hisses, tightening his grip around Valmont with a force bearing down on his chest, so hard that hair-line cracks in the pavement begin to shoot out all around him. It would be easy to snap his neck like all the rest, but those talismans may very well just be able to heal him from something like that. So, Nagi stands there in thought, trying to think of what he would like to do with him.
Nearby he spots a mailbox. Far heavier than the bench, made entirely out of steel. He doesn't move a hand this time, the box uprooting itself from the ground seemingly of its own accord to hover just above Valmont's head.
If Valmont doesn't wake up to see what's about to happen, Nagi is going to test his theory that you can be damaged so much and not actually fully die from it. ...Or at least enough to trigger this world's mechanism of non-death.]