The first flash of Asimov gone, he's quickly replaced by another, and another, on either side. It makes his head spin. He knows logically, deep down, that this can't be happening. That it's fake. But something else within, perhaps the seat of fear and anger within, influenced by whatever miasma is in the air despite preventive measures and his radiance, is finally getting to him.

Voices echo in his ears.

Do you really think it'll end today, even if you win? Your fight will never end. A man like you will never know peace.

Another shot, a vicious bolt of lightning cutting through the air.

You will walk the path of endless battle and tragedy. It's all you really know, isn't it? And you feel alive through it.

Another clap of thunder as his answer, the boy's teeth gritting in hatred and anger.

Don't fool yourself. Humankind will turn on you. And when they do... will your convictions hold?

Crack, crack!

Nana was wrong about you. No matter how much you lie to yourself that you're not just a weapon meant for war... you'll never be more than that.

Gunvolt's finger almost pulled the trigger again, his eyes widening at the comment. He blinked twice, as he hears his name... distantly, or so he thinks. He only comes back to his senses with the sights of his weapon planted on Vivi.

Abject horror on his face for what he was so close to doing, he drops the Dart Leader and sinks to his knees, wordless.