Even before Guy prepared to dodge Sync was already preparing his next attack, shifting his arm until it was parallel to his body as he concentrated gathering the necessary fonons. He couldn't help but laugh as he watched Claude try to rush at him, only to stop short when the blond ran into some kind of invisible wall. This probably meant that he couldn't attack Claude either, but that was fine; the last thing he needed was some sorry bastard getting in his way. Him and his friend could stay on the other side and out of his business.
Of course, the God-General knew he should've approached this situation more carefully, but it'd felt like such a long time since he had access to his powers. And besides, it made enough sense that whoever sent them here in the first place wanted them to fight, otherwise they wouldn't have bothered returning their possessions in the first place. If that were the case then Sync didn't mind providing some entertainment as long as it coincided with his own goals. After all, he was nothing more than a tool anyway. Who could blame him for wanting to have a little fun while he could?
Yet the sudden booming voice was enough to deter his concentration for a moment. It sounded as if it resonated throughout the entire coliseum, and it took the God-General a few seconds to pinpoint the source.
'... Who was that guy?' Because Sync's mind had been elsewhere he hadn't been able to pick up the familiarity at first. Yet it didn't take long for him to realize that the voice was something he'd grown all too used to over the past week and a half. However, some small part of him was in disbelief at how he was now witnessing Landel in the flesh, as if attaching the voice to an actual being was out of place in itself.
Sync regarded the Head Doctor with a passive expression, burning the image into his head through narrowed eyes, before suddenly shooting his arm back out at Guy as he finally unleashed his arte.
"Thunder Blade!"
Upon the God-General's words a giant spear of lightning materialized high above where Guy stood, crackling once before shooting down towards the blond's general direction.
If there had been any questions he wanted to ask regarding the man, he'd be more than happy to let someone else do it for him.
Re: Coliseum Floor - North
Of course, the God-General knew he should've approached this situation more carefully, but it'd felt like such a long time since he had access to his powers. And besides, it made enough sense that whoever sent them here in the first place wanted them to fight, otherwise they wouldn't have bothered returning their possessions in the first place. If that were the case then Sync didn't mind providing some entertainment as long as it coincided with his own goals. After all, he was nothing more than a tool anyway. Who could blame him for wanting to have a little fun while he could?
Yet the sudden booming voice was enough to deter his concentration for a moment. It sounded as if it resonated throughout the entire coliseum, and it took the God-General a few seconds to pinpoint the source.
'... Who was that guy?' Because Sync's mind had been elsewhere he hadn't been able to pick up the familiarity at first. Yet it didn't take long for him to realize that the voice was something he'd grown all too used to over the past week and a half. However, some small part of him was in disbelief at how he was now witnessing Landel in the flesh, as if attaching the voice to an actual being was out of place in itself.
Sync regarded the Head Doctor with a passive expression, burning the image into his head through narrowed eyes, before suddenly shooting his arm back out at Guy as he finally unleashed his arte.
"Thunder Blade!"
Upon the God-General's words a giant spear of lightning materialized high above where Guy stood, crackling once before shooting down towards the blond's general direction.
If there had been any questions he wanted to ask regarding the man, he'd be more than happy to let someone else do it for him.