Elite Pain Painful Duel 5 3l <4K>

“You’re late,” Elite Pain snarled. “I was told you’d beg.”

I am the sum of every pain you have inflicted. Elite Pain Painful Duel 5 3l

3l was now within arm’s reach. They raised a palm. The mask’s eye sockets, previously dark, ignited with a soft, terrible gold light. “You’re late,” Elite Pain snarled

Elite Pain snarled and flicked his wrist. The second lash came faster, aimed at the throat. 3l stepped into it. The barbs tore across their collarbone, carving a furrow of glistening dark fluid. Still, no cry. No stagger. 3l kept walking, closing the gap. ignited with a soft

The bell chimed again. Is that all?

Then they turned to the arched doorway where the Citadel’s masters watched from the shadows.

Next.