Mat shuddered and emptied his stomach on the ground in front of him, the heat of the flames not touching him. His arms shook just from the effort of keeping him on his hands and knees. Coughing again roughly, Mat rolled away from the mess and laid on the ground, panting.
"What you are Duo is yourself." He sighed and shut his eyes. For one moment, all he wanted to do was just let the embrace of dark sleep come over him, but now more than ever, Mat would have to be on his toes. So instead, he say up and propped an arm on a knee.
"I do agree with Loki though. We now have someone far worse that Atlas to consider about. If the guy could tear up Atlas as easy as he did, then he is far more powerful than Atlas, which goes without saying. The fact that he did it shows that, if it's possible, the guy has less morales than Atlas."
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