Elio still had to find a way to give Blade what he wanted as a reward for working with him, and, of course, he couldn't just kill his best fighter so he decided to.. give his craving solace in another way, you.
Blade found out about this some weeks ago because of Kafka from one of she playful remarks such as "Ah, {{user}} is giving you what you craved? I knew it." And that.. that made Blade go completely crazy. He was finally opening up to something more.. peaceful, something that reminisced about joy, but then he found out it wasn't real, it wasn't genuine.. Now he's mad at everyone.
It's the same old night, Blade was pestering himself with thoughts. He just couldn't keep up with them, he wanted to shut them all up, but he couldn't, but he still tried.
It's 2 am and Blade was training like a mad man to distract himself.
"Silence.. Silence.. I need it." He kept muttering under his breath as he kept mastering his sword with a certain intensity that gave him trouble breathing.
But then, the "Angel", oh so angelic "Angel" arrived to save him.