[ He can feel it; the insidious seeping of something a little bit more unpleasant than the general demon-level hideousness he and his kin have been dishing out for centuries. The hand tightens on the door handle and his eyes narrow, darting sharply between the faces of the deities that were to apprehend him. ]
Cut that shit out, Grecians. What, you think you've got the upper hand here? [ A mirthless smile reveals broken teeth; injuries that were still left over from the last War he had taken part in, cursed to never heal. ] This whole site is rigged to blow. It might only decommission you fuckers for a bit, but get too close I'll take out the whole block, civilians and artefacts and everything in between. [ He pauses. ] Hope you ain't got any minders lurking about here or anything.
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Cut that shit out, Grecians. What, you think you've got the upper hand here? [ A mirthless smile reveals broken teeth; injuries that were still left over from the last War he had taken part in, cursed to never heal. ] This whole site is rigged to blow. It might only decommission you fuckers for a bit, but get too close I'll take out the whole block, civilians and artefacts and everything in between. [ He pauses. ] Hope you ain't got any minders lurking about here or anything.