Sun's cutting statement echoes across their mind as they move back from him after their flash move , grimaced hearing the painful reality of themself . Crying already . Even before they decided to take the job of being a Saint , they have always been known as the crybaby to the world , being ever so emotional and sensitive over about everything and everyone . Micah cried several times already relating to Break Beyond Force and the works of Saints , including in this case , although , they still do not walk away from the never ending cold cruelty of it all . Even as Micah's shoulder is met with the blade , yelling , they try to ignore the flesh tearing pain and endure with teeth bared . At Sun's hiss , their head shakes .

Bluebreak has been dreading throughout this match for Micah . The poorest soul who have to fight against the Devil in its terrible human disguise . He wonders what is Angelparadox's intention to select Micah and Anselm as the pair for the thirteenth match , rather than having them be picked with their opponent through the randomization . He didn't dare to ask him , knowing he would receive a silence , or worst , a riddle . Yet , watching as Micah's state worsens over time from Anselm's brutality , he starts questioning Angelparadox , his anxious gaze on his sick apathy . " We have to end the match , he's going to — " He gulps when Micah offers Anselm a truce , prying his iron skin to see frailty .