Crona stood in the middle of the church with a completely black upper torso of a man that was surprisingly muscular, fused to her back, was bullying her by punching their head

Crona: “That hurts me.”

Ragnarock starts squeezing her head by using both of his fists

“That hurts! It hurts! It hurts! Stop moving around like that you’re squeezing me! Don’t poke me! Ow! Stop already! Don’t push my nose! You’re bruising me! STOP IT NOW! I’VE HAD ENOUGH ALREADY!”

Ragnarok: “Now, now, calm down Crona!”

he put his arms up innocently

“You’re so scary when you’re stress out like this!” he was talking sarcastically