Not having expected to meet anyone else capable of flight, Astral trailed after the dark winged stranger once he left the shop.. When Crowley reached the roof, Astral hovered a few feet away from him. Although he had no need for consuming food himself, he had witnessed plenty of humans partaking so he didn't find it peculiar. Assuming that this guy was even human to begin with. He wasn't sensing anything different about the man, but the foreign energies here seemed to be conflicting with his usual powers. It was disconcerting.
For now he was just observing, since he had no reason to believe that this man could perceive him. That would be a peculiar phenomenon in itself considering that certain conditions had to be met first before it was possible.
Strangely Astral found himself staring at the bagel, basic though it was it had some sparked new interest for him. After a moment he started to feel strange, remarking on this fact out loud. "What..... is this feeling?
His face contorted into a frown as his concern made itself known. "It's.... an odd... gnawing sensation in the core of my being." Bagel now forgotten, he leaned forward and hovered one hand over his middle. "It won't go away....". Astral was actually feeling quite alarmed by this, and it was exacerbated by the fact that he had no one to turn to. "It feels like... hollowness....". His voice wavered a little as he inspected himself, but there was no distinguishable change. "Am.... I going to disappear?". Maybe because he was cut off from Yuma and the number cards, he was about to fade from existence. The possibility had always existed before. All it would have taken was for Yuma to lose a duel involving the aforementioned number cards.
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For now he was just observing, since he had no reason to believe that this man could perceive him. That would be a peculiar phenomenon in itself considering that certain conditions had to be met first before it was possible.
Strangely Astral found himself staring at the bagel, basic though it was it had some sparked new interest for him. After a moment he started to feel strange, remarking on this fact out loud. "What..... is this feeling?
His face contorted into a frown as his concern made itself known. "It's.... an odd... gnawing sensation in the core of my being." Bagel now forgotten, he leaned forward and hovered one hand over his middle. "It won't go away....". Astral was actually feeling quite alarmed by this, and it was exacerbated by the fact that he had no one to turn to. "It feels like... hollowness....". His voice wavered a little as he inspected himself, but there was no distinguishable change. "Am.... I going to disappear?". Maybe because he was cut off from Yuma and the number cards, he was about to fade from existence. The possibility had always existed before. All it would have taken was for Yuma to lose a duel involving the aforementioned number cards.