It wasn't clear whether Knockout was talking about the two "onstage," or the acolytes. No one was really impeding the Six's progress. The cultists seemed too busy having fits to care about them, at least at the moment.
"I don't know," Scandal said. And then Billy started to sing that song again, the world starting to change once more--
"I thought he'd fixed it!" Lori had really thought...)
Of course, the Music Meister could do this. As Billy had turned, Ragdoll unwrapped himself from around him, smoothly, letting his feet touch the ground again, though still supporting him. Not possible to tell if it was of his own will or William's, or which of them this belief came from, but did it matter? The Music Meister was fully capable of mastering any song, and bringing the world under his command with it; the first song was his now, and it was no exception.
Or, rather, it was theirs.
Where that understanding came from was unclear, but as he came further under the Meister's influence and was urged to sing, the proper words and tune filling his mind, it made perfect sense. As he started to sing, as they both sang, they were in fact singing it properly.
So the first song was a duet, and its worshipful cult had no idea. That was ironic.
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It wasn't clear whether Knockout was talking about the two "onstage," or the acolytes. No one was really impeding the Six's progress. The cultists seemed too busy having fits to care about them, at least at the moment.
"I don't know," Scandal said. And then Billy started to sing that song again, the world starting to change once more--
"I thought he'd fixed it!" Lori had really thought...)
Of course, the Music Meister could do this. As Billy had turned, Ragdoll unwrapped himself from around him, smoothly, letting his feet touch the ground again, though still supporting him. Not possible to tell if it was of his own will or William's, or which of them this belief came from, but did it matter? The Music Meister was fully capable of mastering any song, and bringing the world under his command with it; the first song was his now, and it was no exception.
Or, rather, it was theirs.
Where that understanding came from was unclear, but as he came further under the Meister's influence and was urged to sing, the proper words and tune filling his mind, it made perfect sense. As he started to sing, as they both sang, they were in fact singing it properly.
So the first song was a duet, and its worshipful cult had no idea. That was ironic.