"I've been looking for you, Val Gaav."
"Xelloss..." A level gaze returned.
Looking!? Xelloss was looking for that guy - ? Zelgadis stared at Xelloss, vaguely noting how casually the mazoku tossed Gourry aside. How the hell did those two know each other? And how like that bastard, Zelgadis thought, to use one of us as an excuse to come out of hiding - Xelloss was almost as flashy as that other Val-person.
Those two were really acquainted with each other? In a fit of discomfiture, Zel pushed the thought away. Sure, he was also secretly excited that Xelloss had indeed returned. It certainly took him long enough ...
But now those two were fighting! With a deliberate gesture, dark energies started to flow off of Xelloss. He was literally radiating with darkness. Val Gaav meanwhile took on bloody red hues, the color of the Chaos Dragon, Maryuuoh Gaav ...
They began fighting, and Zelgadis was convinced; by the way they fought, it was unmistakable - these two had locked horns long ago. And, Zelgadis guessed, there was some passion undercutting their exchange that may or may have not turned sour since then. He shook it off. This was no time for unfounded jealousy! This Val person was too strong a fighter, and it would obviously take all of them together to fight him!