Face-Off

“You must take me back,” Taylor reached out to Soundhound to convince the guitarist to take him home. “You have to --”

Soundhound took out Vendetta and swung it at Taylor. Taylor barely avoided it.

“What are you doing?” Taylor said.

“My apologies, dear boy, but now that Mason Black is in play, I need your trident more than ever,” Soundhound explained with regret before he swung Vendetta against Taylor’s trident.

Taylor deflected the attack and argued, “You gave me your word that you wouldn’t fight me here.”

“Given the circumstances, I’m afraid I must break that arrangement.”

“Why? Even if Mason Black is alive, we could find the other champions and take him out together!”

“You’ve been sheltered for too long,” Soundhound replied. “For all I know, the other champions could be as weak and gullible as you. I’m not willing to take that chance and have the rest of you slow me down. I’ll have to kill all the champions and take Zerpla’s