"Zamasu!"
Gowasu's call did not reach the younger kai's ears.
The Barbari he'd sliced in half laid before him in pieces, and he continued to stare at it. He'd...done that.
He'd killed the mortal. He'd taken action against evil for the first time. He didn't know what he was feeling—was it fear? Joy? Excitement ? His trembling hands were giving no indication.
"Zamasu! Zamasu!"
Gowasu shook him by the shoulder and turned him around to face him. His expression was wild at first, as if he'd just seen a ghost. No, that wasn't it… He'd just seen a new truth. He'd seen that his hands were capable of enacting judgement upon the mortals, and it had been so easy…
Zamasu snapped out of his trance, his expression returning to normal. Gowasu noticed this change, but he was more concerned with the action that had just taken place. "Zamasu, we're leaving. Now."
The other nodded after a moment, a sort of guilt beginning to wash over him. He had upset his teacher with his actions. Gowasu did not see what he had seen. No one did.
As the two returned to their own time via the time ring, Zamasu came to a conclusion: He was on his own in his plight. Now that he'd had a taste of what he could be doing with his time, he was determined to find a way to achieve it, whether Gowasu was on board or not.