[Eyes red--no, no, not his pupils. Those are always red. His eyes are bloodshot. This is the sign--the one and only sign--of the fact that he has not slept. He has not slept a moment over the three days he has been in Mayfield.]
I have a question.
[Why would Asura sleep? He had not needed to sleep for well over a hundred years--no, his
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No.
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Heeeeheeeeeeheeeeeehaaaaaahaaaahahahaha!
[He puts his hands together in front of his face, closes his eyes, and stands back up using only his legs. Blood drips from him due to his bandages loosening. After a moment of silence, he smiles.]
You are the most afraid I have seen yet.
[Okay, Guy. Willing to punch a bleeding, praying man a fourth your size?]
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Fear begets anger.
Fear begets hate.
Fear begets violence.
You have the three in spades.
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[GOES FOR ANOTHER FACEPUNCH ANYWAY]
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Temperamental.
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You don't have to be one of Sinestro's for me to be able to smell the bad on you, ugly!
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Bad.
Bad.
Bad. Now, that's all up for definition.
I am neither evil nor good. I am but what I am.
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[Guy charges forward, hoping for a kick to Asura's face.]
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So, you use power to crush your fears.
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