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A dark form is crouched on a ledge, wings half open as it surveys the Nexus. After a moment, it speaks.
"How does one ensure one's own survival when one's host will not let one protect the host?"
While distorted, it's undeniably Vincent's voice. But it's not Vincent speaking.
((Mun is off to bed. I'll reply when I return.))
"How does one ensure one's own survival when one's host will not let one protect the host?"
While distorted, it's undeniably Vincent's voice. But it's not Vincent speaking.
((Mun is off to bed. I'll reply when I return.))