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He looked calmly at her and Ellon and asked impassively, "Do you still think I'm boasting? I could destroy all the Rockefellers, let alone you two." Alice and Ellon's foreheads immediately beaded with sweat. Earlier on, they had still retained the arrogance and confidence of being Juwanians. Now, however, they had finally realized that the young man from Dramon in front of them wasn't someone that they could afford to provoke. Even Ellon, who had been through hundreds of battles, felt death breathing down his neck. He couldn't help it, and his pants turned damp. Sebastian had burst the brains of a true Dark Knight with just one stomp of his foot.

“I –” “Alright, enough,” Joker snarled, totally done here. “Jesus fuck, you really think we wanna listen to this shit? You’re fucking disgusting, both of you prick-loving losers.” “Yeah, Joker’s right.” Nails lifted his chin, and the circle of men tightened. “I’ve been lenient because I have to admit, this had a certain entertainment value, but now I’m fucking grossed out. You going to come quietly, Cuddy, or do we have to drag you?”

“How could you be so cruel? Does a life mean nothing to you? How can you just let him die here? Where the hell is your conscience?” Someone in the audience laughs. “Oh, come on, Mrs. Blackwood. You knew exactly what this place was when you signed up. The Dark Knights isn’t built on mercy. It’s where the world’s most dangerous inventions are put on display for people rich enough to invest in them. This place has never been about morals. So stop preaching that bullshit.” “He’s right!” someone yells. “You don’t walk into a wolf’s den and expect kindness.” “You’re only upset because the test subject happens to be someone you know,” a woman adds with a shrug. “If it were anyone else, you wouldn’t

"Dang it." I look at Shaylee, and she looks at me, shaking her head. "Alright, 'Her Dark Knight' it is. Now we need to figure out what the play will be about," Shaylee says. And once again, Andrew surprises us. "It should be about a wolf who tries to resist his feelings for a human he's imprinted on, but the more time he spends with her, the stronger the pull becomes."

,I felt Dane stiffen behind me. "He was three years old you fuck and a sweet boy",Joker laughed loud and my claws extended in anger. My pups flashed in my mind and I growled loud. Joker looked amused as he his men ran forward in attack and we made quick work of them. Their dead bodies lay at our feet. "Think long and hard Joker",I say arms crossed as he swears at us. "Your dead Sebastian and so is that little bitch behind you. His pup was only the beginning and I won't stop till he is dead with that little bastard",Dane tensed and hurt flowed around us.

Joker wheezed out between his chuckles. Shooter punched him in the jaw faster than I could see and Joker's head snapped to the right. His laughter stopped in and instant and he stared at his older brother as I shifted nervously. Shooter was a hot head and violent but Joker was insane. A fight between them would be bloody and deadly. "STOP!" Pres commanded as Joker stepped towards Shooter. Joker paused and looked at his Father. "Your Brother is right. This isn't funny." Pres spat at his second son who sent him an eerie smile with blood running down his chin and mouth.

I waited for him to tell me 'JK, LOL, aunty you take things too seriously', then I would warn him never to joke about stuff like that and storm off. However, the look on his face was that of grim seriousness and desperation. Not at all one of mischief, but I guessed it was part of the act. He wanted me to say something before blowing up with laughter, I was tired of waiting. "Can I laugh?," I enquired although I had no desire to. If he was trying to joke, it was nowhere near funny. "Aunty mi, I'm dead serious. This is no laughing matter," he responded with an expression as serious as mine.

"Oh, come on." "I'm serious." "So what are you now? Batman?" "Better." "Superman?" "Worse." "Iron Man?" "Closer." I looked toward Damiano, expecting him to laugh along with me, but instead he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly and gave me a small nod. "He's telling the truth." My smile slowly faded. "Wait." "Yes, it's what you're thinking, Jax." "You're serious?" "Unfortunately." "What do you mean unfortunately?"

It was then that he realized why they had nothing better to do, after all, Dark-Dragon seemed the only one they could challenge with intelligence. Besides, the other heroes were just wall-breakers, and mania for punching others in the face, it was when it should be commonplace, the plots of each of them, against Dark - Dragon, so there were countless catalogues, graphics, and spreadsheets on the walls of whose turn it was, at what time, it was indicating... Joker... - So, what's your plan today, Joker? – Asked the Riddler. They were gathered playing cards around a table with countless villains around, tables full of villains, some drunk and others smoking.

"Potential interference requires adjusted implementation regarding approaching confrontation beyond scheduled engagement. Defensive modification needs appropriate preparation concerning supernatural disruption beyond conventional opposition." The Shadow Knight considered these perspectives with cosmic awareness beyond tactical distraction. His transformed perception recognized potential complication without excessive concern regarding approaching confrontation. Serena's departure indicated frustrated determination without malicious intention, philosophical disagreement beyond personal vendetta, professional conviction concerning alternative implementation without emotional motivation beyond