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Aw, come now. The world is too quiet without him stirring trouble! Urizen utters no words, gazing down at her with contempt. He is just as displeased with this reunion as she is.

"You're right. A children's toy serves its purpose better than those." Pointing a clawed finger to her guns.

"Hm..."

Urizen would rather easily win a staring contest with anyone... that is, assuming he knew one was ongoing. The demon huffed out a breath and turned away, a few of his outer eyes rolling as he did so. "You are not worth my time. Go elsewhere, woman."

"You have lost your drive; your motivation. This 'humanity' has lulled you into contentment— a state in which you will wither. Do we not deserve more than settling for 'second place'?"

Urizen turned his head, glaring at her with all the eyes that faced her. Slowly his form rotated once again to face her. As if to grant her time to reconsider, or perhaps to beg for her life he began to stroll towards her at a leisurely pace.

Then she underestimated him in a different manner. Urizen neared and once towering over her, he began to wind up a kick.

Nnngh. Morning.

𝕃𝔸𝔻𝕐 𝕀ℕ ℝ𝔼𝔻 ➺ ʙʟᴇssᴇᴅ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴡʜᴏʀᴇ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴɢʀʏ, ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ ɪɴ ᴀ ғᴇʀʀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ. [UPDATED] ⬎

Scratching the back of his neck... How long was he gone for?

No. Stop that.

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