Albel had remained quiet as he listened, brow furrowed. It was hard not to immediately be angry... and it wasn't toward Deadpool. He actually had no problem with the masked man's threat of violence. Deadpool was frequently a lot of talk, but he was a strong warrior. If violence was what it took to ensure things progressed... Well, far be it from Albel to interfere when he might have done the same thing. But what the Sage was saying made sense. He remembered his single-minded pursuit of Kalki's plan, propelling Terra forward to godhood...
And now Terra was gone. Unless she came back, it would appear they had already changed the future once.
However, when the Sage described the "Shadows" and what was necessary to combat them, Albel was perhaps the only Hero to smile. "So -- we are to face what we repress, humanized with its own job. Makes sense. Our perfect foe would be ourselves."
At the time of the first vision, he had to admit, he would have been unprepared. But now... He rested a hand on the hilt of the Crimson Scourge. The blade resonated its own opinion on the situation within his skull. This was no different than what he had done in Airyglyph. He had succeeded then, and he would succeed again.
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And now Terra was gone. Unless she came back, it would appear they had already changed the future once.
However, when the Sage described the "Shadows" and what was necessary to combat them, Albel was perhaps the only Hero to smile. "So -- we are to face what we repress, humanized with its own job. Makes sense. Our perfect foe would be ourselves."
At the time of the first vision, he had to admit, he would have been unprepared. But now... He rested a hand on the hilt of the Crimson Scourge. The blade resonated its own opinion on the situation within his skull. This was no different than what he had done in Airyglyph. He had succeeded then, and he would succeed again.