‘ a - ah --- y-you. are you an a - apparition ? ‘ his voice cracks and trembles. the form of his lips create orm a certain expression moulded between the lines of fear, as a line of almost - yellow teeth snarl in a half animalistic fashion. he steps back, an arm extended halfways in front of him, as his red eyes remain fixed on the floating presence ahead of him. ah , the idea of godhood and the above, it all seemed so unfamiliar to salieri , so threatening. and such a thing always manifested itself as pure, raw fear, expressed as a natural aggression towards the unknown. be it a ghost or not. could anyone else see what the avenger’s eyes mirrored ? or was this another side effect of the cruel judgement placed upon him from the throne of heroes ? some sort of ill - mannered curse on the wicked anti - heroes ? ‘ b - begone ! salieri is dead ! there is nothing you can take from him, s - specter ! ‘