Jul 21, 2015
ekkointime
He knew this guy. Or he recognized his face, at least. Armed with the ability to manipulate time, the boy had prove himself irritating on the battlefield. From the looks of it, Ekko was not armed with the device that enabled him to do so. Which meant that he could not easily escape a conversation with him.
He propped up his elbow on the smaller boy’s head, leaning only slightly, well aware that his weight could easily topple the other over.
"Hey, short stuff. Looks like you're stuck here, too. Lucky for you, I am, too."