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"I don't know why the Anti-Monitor wanted me to oversee your training personally, Crane," said the heavily built cyborg as he stood from his throne-like chair. A steely blue, Kryptonian eye tracked the Fear Ring wielding psychiatrist while the man approached. A glowing red, cybernetic eye just a nose away did the same. His shiny, alloy skull glimmered in the dim underground lighting of Qward, and he clacked his metal teeth twice with impatience.
"But you should be honored. Now let's get to work." His eyes narrowed slightly with annoyance. "You're almost worthless to our cause, unable to defend yourself as it is."
"But you should be honored. Now let's get to work." His eyes narrowed slightly with annoyance. "You're almost worthless to our cause, unable to defend yourself as it is."