►\\\ It was taking all of Shulk’s focus to make sure that he didn’t show any signs of discomfort toward his imprisoned state. Not only were the leeches that were absorbing his Ether-rich blood starting to make the blond’s skin grow several shades whiter from the blood and Ether loss, but he was cold in general due to the fact that most of his clothes had been stripped off. The room was hardly being kept warm enough to keep him feeling comfortable regardless of his lack of attire, after all.
Shulk was uncomfortable with this weirdo in general, and being called ‘handsome’ by such a creepy guy hardly helped matters. The seer growled under his breath for several seconds before he exploded into anger, pulling against his binds in vain as he yelled. “That’s where you’re wrong!” He barked. “You don’t know anything about what you’re up against, and neither does Ragyo! Frankly, neither do I, in fact! Even if you drain every last drop of blood from my body, I’m sure you still won’t understand anything about my world!
“I’ve studied the Monado - the Sword of the Bionis, forged by the great titan itself before time began for my people... I’ve studied it for most of my life and I still feel like I don’t understand anything! Even using the sword as its chosen heir hasn’t clued me into all of its secrets yet! What makes you think you bastards with no relation to the two titans will figure anything out?!”