[b]He swings his black wretched arm, but realizes it's a stump, and ends up tripping over himself.[/b]
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[b]Darkness slowly and sarcastically claps[/b]
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[b]He gets up, ramming him in the gut with his good hand, while he's distracted he jerks his head in signal for Frost to get Cyra out.[/b]
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[b]He seems to ignore it[/b] [u]"Fool"[/u] [b]He raises his sword[/b]
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[b]Frost blasts him with lightning [/b]
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[b]It doesn't seem to affect him and he turns to frost[/b]
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"Fūcking knew you weren't my kid, my kids wouldn't be so unbelievably goddamn stupid'
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[u]"And I wouldn't have wings, and an evil space organisation, and an ancient relic that allows me to be harmed by only one weapon"u]
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"Exactly"
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[u]"So having Zal as my father turned out better."[/u]
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"Can I join"
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[u]"What?"[/u]
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"Nevermind..."
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[u]"No, please go on. I'm intrigued."[/u]
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"Join your corp is what I was saying"
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[spoiler]Fūck Spark.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]nah, he's powerful[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Fūck Frost too[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]He's a merc m8[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Why would Frost turn[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]He isn't turned, he's interested, he [u][i]IS[/i][/u] a gun for hire [/spoiler]
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[u]"What can you offer us?"[/u]
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"A god"
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[u]"Sounds good."[/u]
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"What's the pay?"
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[u]"Anything."[/u]