In a way he starts to understand now. What it means to lose yourself in a battle, to balance right between victory or defeat and the thrill that comes with it. If he had a heart he's sure it would be beating fast. And this foolish human, this absolute idiot, the lowest of worms doesn't give in. Not an inch.

Would Childe notice how the sky turns dark? Would he hear the sound of thunder rolling through thick clouds?

"You're wrong, filthy insect."

Suddenly everything inside of him comes to a halt and really, there's no sanity left inside of Scaramouche's head that could keep him from doing this. All there is, is an urge to destroy and to assure that this insolent little worm will know his place. He has stopped blocking Childe's attacks, his body has made it quite clear it doesn't need protection anymore. Divinity will be its shield now.

And then lightning strikes around them. The sheer force of them make the ground shake. The second Childe attacks again, Scaramouche unleashes all that has been building up inside of him. Something ancient, something that doesn't belong to a world inhabited by fragile humans.

"Behold!" Scaramouche shouts before he starts to laugh. "This is what happens to those who defy a god!"