<strong>Argonas looked to Duplicity</strong><br/>Anger was a word to describe what Argonas had inside of him. "Duplicity, and Erebus, do not be surprised if I think of you as the same from now on. As for you Duplicity, you will find that only if you punish your own children in arrogance for learning what they will need to survive and flourish will they suffer beyond what is necessary for them to grow. You indecisively, or no, decide, to act last as if this were some kind of a waiting game while we are doing REAL, work. You then berate ME, and not my brother for MURDER. You then deprive your own children of great tools and education I had to offer them as if they were my own nephews and nieces in arrogance, perhaps jealousy or just pure nonsensical SPITE."<br/><br/>He then turns to Erebus. "And you are the worst." Argonas hissed. "You have cursed all creation and possibly at worst given Duplicity the motives, nay, excuse she needed to wreck the future of mortalkind, whether innocently, or maliciously. You killed innocent creatures which did not need to die, and thus you have doomed the futures of mortal kind with your disgusting perversion of my great and exalted arts! Both of you make me sick, and this is before disease has even been given IDENTITY!" Erebus then turned and left out of their sights. Deiu, of course, would always know where he was.