The beginning of the week had proved more useless than anything else, though the middle of the week had been entertaining to watch. As th weekend approached, the atmosphere in the village shifted again. Wesker could feel the underlying anger that seemed to be sitting in the air like invisible fog. While he could hold the emotions at bay, others in
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He half-laughed to himself. The last time he'd felt this manic was the 'command performance' he'd put on in the crowd in Stuttgart during his trip to Earth. Well, the last time he'd felt that manic without being an active participant in a war, anyway.
He was tempted to summon his Asgardian armor, but it wasn't anywhere near as fun without the scepter-staff.
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The one who won the fight in the cage turned directly to the demigod and challenged Loki to fight.
Loki returned his glare with an amused look. "Surely you can't be serious. You want to fight me?" The crowd roared in anticipation, and Loki looked around at them all. "Fine."
Loki stripped off his jacket and tunic, bare to the waist. He turned to one of the audience and thrust them into his hands. "Don't lose these."
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"I believe I owe you one of my own still, don't I?" Draco had expressed interest in seeing behind Wesker's sunglasses.
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