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“Thinking about redemption?” Cyber Geek asked. Glyph chuckled and exchanged a quick look with Pest Control before responding. “Nothing that noble. No, Balaam is a traitor to our guild, so I want to see his plan fall apart, even if it costs my life, for one pure and simple reason: spite.”
“Fornax is long dead; today he was only briefly resurrected. No, my actions now will simply be as the guild guard dog.” “Maybe I should call you Spot, then,” she replied. “That sounds like the sort of joke Balaam would make. I don’t plan to be nearly that lovable.” Ivan turned to Apollo, who’d managed to brace himself against a tree and was watching the exchange with a mix of relief and confusion. “Think less Lassie, more Cerberus.”
While the gang members might be spread across town causing trouble, none of them were stupid enough to actually try and approach the AHC headquarters. Nope, only Cyber Geek and his friends/temporary non-enemies were idiotic enough to take on that sort of task.
“Whoops, guess I didn’t notice you were on our side. That sort of thing happens when you insist on dressing like a racist di-, um, jerk.”
White Knight dresses as a member of the KKK.
