Fast reactions. The King of Heroes was a dangerous man, that Stein had known, and this belief was only reinforced as spears shot from the ground, impaling the assistants, not even having had enough time to retract the blades welded to their arms. And, of course, the greatest spear was reserved for him. Luckily, Stein had been prepared in battle to dodge even the fastest of attacks. By looking at one's soul, he could see one's intentions, and he had seen the attack coming before it had even been committed, jumping and clamping his feet onto the spear, as it launched him upwards and away from the lance launched at him. Had he not been able to read souls, his speed might not have been sufficient to avoid the blow, but Gilgamesh's intentions had been easy to read.

The God-Killer landed behind the King of Heroes, standing and brushing off his suit. The assistants, impaled from hip to skull, still held up their blades, powered by the very same Black Blood in their veins that powered Mia. It was only a trickle, enough to make them move like they were supposed to, and not enough to use for defensive or offensive purposes, but it made them nearly immortal. Even after mind and soul had departed, the body moved on. Their blades remained steady once more, unwavering from their targets, as Stein turned, once more setting his eyes upon his opponent. "If defeating me were that easy, I would have died years ago. A simple fool such as you could not defeat me. I'm insulted you pulled out such a weapon, and not a more fitting one, to strike me down, Gilgamesh. I already have several catalogs on your weaponry and possible counters, perhaps you could make this an interesting fight before you die?"
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Mia had been caught completely by surprise as the spear had struck her, having been completely preoccupied with her new sister. Her dress was ruined, as the stake struck her Black Blood, launching her into the air and smashing her against the ceiling. While it wasn't enough to cause any serious damage to her, and she quite loved the pain, the man had interrupted her conversation. She needed some family time, goddamnit! Growling, she shattered the stake, landing back on the floor, Black Blood streaming from the hole the stake had made in her chest, forming blades on her fingers.