"Well, we don't seem to have had our time scrambled yet, but then again, you haven't armed it yet. But, after seeing..." Espada looks over at the new tree, "...that, I'm not sure how much pressure it applies. To our host, at any rate. I honestly feel rather pressured here." Deep misgivings. Cautious optimism. Exhilaration. Curiosity. Being impressed with Titus' tenactiy. Apprehension about possibility of either thermonuclear annihilation or releasing the wrath of multidimensional beings.
Resalth was trembling. "Fools. You are fools! Is this the so-called ingenuity of the human race? You are truly so selfish and deranged as to keep a circumplanar detonation as a weapon of last resort?" He gestures at Titus, Koi, and Espada together. "And you are truly so arrogant as to think you could survive its use?? Are you truly so overconfident in your supposed ingenuity that you think you could actually play havoc with the primal forces of magic and escape the consequences?? Oh yes, I know about your supposed higher breed! I have a nose. Did you really think that you can escape what you are by updating your physical form? That fitting yourself with crude mechanisms and mongrelizing yourself with the blood of xenoforms and lower animals would make any difference? Ha! The rank stench of your arrogance, of that ignorance you use to justify your expansion, betrays your true nature. And you wonder why you are unfit for the throne of Terra..."
"...Welp"