Akechi had mentioned months ago that people could be drawn from different periods of time. That there were other people who shared the same world as him, but came from earlier times.
The realisation strikes Serph immediately; Heat doesn't know.
This is a Heat who is still loyal to him, a Heat who only knows the law of the Junkyard and still abides by them even as they started ignoring the law as was convenient. This is a Heat who would immediately search for whoever beat him and tear them apart to take over.
Serph's expression and body language doesn't change, masking his feelings as usual. But his wings spread wide, proud and unbowed.
"No one beat me." He looks Heat directly in the eyes, unflinching. It feels strange to be taking the role of Leader again, but he slips back into it so easily in the presence of old comrades. "There are no tribes here."
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Akechi had mentioned months ago that people could be drawn from different periods of time. That there were other people who shared the same world as him, but came from earlier times.
The realisation strikes Serph immediately; Heat doesn't know.
This is a Heat who is still loyal to him, a Heat who only knows the law of the Junkyard and still abides by them even as they started ignoring the law as was convenient. This is a Heat who would immediately search for whoever beat him and tear them apart to take over.
Serph's expression and body language doesn't change, masking his feelings as usual. But his wings spread wide, proud and unbowed.
"No one beat me." He looks Heat directly in the eyes, unflinching. It feels strange to be taking the role of Leader again, but he slips back into it so easily in the presence of old comrades. "There are no tribes here."