Heh, I don't think you know how spent I am right now... Honestly, with zero healing and whatever yer bring next, I'm pretty much done.
But... I can't give in. I need to... rebel against my weaknesses..!
*Em's eyes suddenly flash as he's hit with a large headache.*
"The mortal man finally realized how much he needs us, Saul. I think it's about time we formally forged this contract.
I am thou, thou art I... Let my strength be yours, and hold firm in your struggles! Never give in, never back down when the time comes!"
*Em grabs the angelic mask that had been covering his face for days, and rips it off in a rain of blood that splatters across the battlefield.
A massive surge of energy flows around him, and he's covered in deep red flames, before they remove to reveal a burgundy trench coat replacing his purple coat.*
Heh... oh, I remember now... Samson, you've returned after that little outburst a few days back.
*Behind Em now stands a monstrously tall and muscular man, with long black hair.*
Alright, let's close this out. Samson, Charge!
*The being behind Em begins to charge for their next attack.*
