Disclaimer: Violence, guns, lots of blood, and loads of amateur photoshopping.
“Looks like Abe’s little spell backfired. He was trying to keep you out of trouble but it will be your undoing. To think, he’d recruit another one of you bloodsuckers after what happened last time.”
Zo was blinded with science... that is, a brilliant light as the Infinity Gate opened.
“We made it in time! Foster, hurry! Make us big again!”
“Any time now, Foster.”
“Don’t you think you’re a little beneath the challenge, here?”
“Kya!” Micah sliced Zo’s fingers with his tiny sword.
“You’ll pay for that, punk.”
“I need more time!”
“Only a depraved fool would fight for a vampire,” Zo said.
“He’s a better man and a more noble soul than anyone I’ve ever known. If you’d give him a chance, you’d see.”
“I almost pity you, boy. But not enough to spare your pathetic life. Now die!”
“Micah, no!”
“Blessed Oracle, please let it be enough!”
“Worthless fairy, you’re nothing without your fancy little necklace. I’ll grind you into a paste.”
“KYA!”
*cough sputter wheeze*
“How many bones do I have to break before you stop fighting?”
“I’ll die before I stop fighting for my friends!”
“Suit yourself.”
“NO!”
“Pathetic.”
TBC…
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