Night 51: Main Hallway 2-Center
[From here.]By the time Sechs had reached the center hall which opened up to the space that overlooked the sun room bellow, he was still feeling a bit winded from his inner battle with his living dark psyche. He hadn't expected his energy to be drained like that! It had taken more than just mental concentration to push his unwanted passenger out of
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Venom had seen his fair share of strangeness, to the point that seeing the flesh-eating undead his first night in this prison hadn't even made him blink. Genetically mutated soldiers, vampires, Magical spells, strange women with funny hats attacking him for no discernible reason: it was all the usual ilk to Venom. But the ticking man...?
Why was he ticking? Considering the blades the man were currently spinning, the mystery of why the he was ticking like a large clock was certainly the less important matter at hand, but Venom was curious. Was it the suit he was wearing? Or was it coming from the man himself? He would admit that the majority of blacktech fascinated him - it was something he very rarely was able to see for himself and once he did it was usually snatched away from him by certain do-gooders. It was insight to a world long destroyed, all information regarding it having been forgotten and banned before he were even born. Magic and Gears were obviously weaponized in their own right, but the sheer destructive force of the 21st century... He could only imagine the amount of power and leverage it would give the Guild.
But while the ticking man was a curious sight, Venom also didn't enjoy that destructive force being pointed at him, especially if he had no idea what that thing was capable of. As much as it pained him to do this on what was essentially a timed mission, the Guild Head turned back toward his comrades and raised his left hand, gesturing to the next hallway. They could gather themselves out of harm's way.
[ To here.]
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