𝑻𝑹𝑰𝑨𝑳 𝑩𝒀 𝑭𝑰𝑹𝑬 .

"𝐈 𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭.... "....𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞."

\\ I think I should step away for some time. To all those I've made uncomfortable: I'm truly sorry.

Noting the quiet environment, Gangplank follows suit as he enters the temple proper, keeping his steps light and his words hushed. "𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 *𝐲𝐨𝐮* 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐭𝐨𝐨."

Thanks.

Dark.

I'd like a beer.

The sound of a door sliding open—an escape pod, ready and waiting. Yet clearly, it is not meant for Gangplank himself. "𝐆𝐨. 𝐀𝐧' 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 '𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧."

Yer opponent's a hungry razor-squid. Th'fight's t'th'death.

To say she is at an absolute disadvantage would be an understatement, and yet, he opts to humiliate her even *more;* once the weapon has been thoroughly crushed, he simply releases his hold and withdraws his arm, not a word spoken nor any attempt made to counterattack.

Reaches up with his mechanical arm. Grips the barrel of the weapon. Fingers clench, and metal begins to creak and warp.

Oh, ye think *this* is m'main ship? Heh. That explains a lot.

Ye'll spend much more'n that jus' tryin' t'kill me, an' ye'll still fail.

Ye really gonna keep tryin'?

What if *I* work out at the same time you do though

A previously unseen energy field absorbs both shots, leaving the Dreadnova leader unharmed.

Interestin' weapons. Too bad 'interestin'' don't mean 'good.'

I'm already *bored* o' ye, that's fer sure.

M'I supposed t'know ye?

No