[ a glance to that open doorway shows nothing, no more guards running in, just darkness and more eerie silence. he wants to say he's fine just to get out of there sooner, but tony relents and holds out his right arm. on the underside of each forearm, beneath the blood, a semi-circle and strange symbols have been etched deep in his skin.
he keeps his eyes on lucanis's hands as they work, a faint twitch in his fingers when something stings. after a moment, he croaks out, ] Thought you didn't do altruism.
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he keeps his eyes on lucanis's hands as they work, a faint twitch in his fingers when something stings. after a moment, he croaks out, ] Thought you didn't do altruism.