[He doesn't need to see that. The twisted expression and the look in Dodger's eyes as he calls him Gabe, of all things.
It takes everything in him not to punch a new hole in the wall adjacent the balcony where he stands. Smoke and black fog swirl around the wraithlike man's form as he lets out an angry sound, nearly like a growl before his form completely dissipates, flowing off the balcony like a creature from some far-off nightmare.
Dodger might be gone but the foul mood he's left Reaper with isn't.
Time to sneak outside the walls and kill some creatures to vent some frustration off himself.]
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It takes everything in him not to punch a new hole in the wall adjacent the balcony where he stands. Smoke and black fog swirl around the wraithlike man's form as he lets out an angry sound, nearly like a growl before his form completely dissipates, flowing off the balcony like a creature from some far-off nightmare.
Dodger might be gone but the foul mood he's left Reaper with isn't.
Time to sneak outside the walls and kill some creatures to vent some frustration off himself.]