Rising of a feeble mate
"But since we're on the topic of roles, you do know your time will come too, right? Just like I and Osiris failed. So will you, and if you don’t die on the job like Osiris, you'll end up…. Just. Like. Me!”
They laughed. Loud and obnoxious, one was a grating sound in my ears. The other? Sounded forced.
"You’re something else. Seriously. I almost don’t wanna break your face." Joker drawled, wiping a false tear from his eye.
"Almost?" I smirked.
That one pissed him off, cause he slapped me. Hard across the face. My head snapped sideways, not really… just for dramatic flair. I let it hang, motionless.
"Hey. Don’t kill him yet." Spear Guy said.
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