The Wayfarer

[Caliban]

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The latches holding Ego's helmet in place opened one by one. Blood dripped on the floor and on his outfit in the shape of small droplets falling off of the edges. He threw away the battered helmet after all of the latches unlocked, revealing the person behind it. A Vincent with several scars across the top-left side of his head, where hair had long stopped growing due to trauma. He nodded his head dismissively while looking at Raven dead in the eyes. No smile, but a blank stare hiding sheer disgust towards the person.

"Is that all you've got?" he stretched his arms outwards, shrugging. You're so sure you'll survive this. Well you probably won't. You've lost your marbles much faster than I could ever. And look where it got you.

He presented her the enclosure she would be spending her days in. Maybe weeks, months. It all depended on who would've paid more for her.

"You've become someone else's expendable plaything. That Nomad will dump you the second it doesn't need you anymore. Or maybe it'll find a better individual to blackmail before you even realize it. You're just a temporary addition to It. Well, you're still an asset..." he paused "A pawn, part of a bigger game."

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"Test the sharpness of your sword against another. And when that is not enough, unsheathe your cunning as the hidden dagger that ends the fight."

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