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"Has she now?...Then perhaps a rematch is in order should our paths cross again.
As for you however. Your reason sounds...sufficient enough for me.
Let us proceed."
"The only thing my fists are used for are fighting. Not whatever juvenile activity you just described.
Then again, coming from a woman who reeks of nothing but fluids. I suppose such inane words should be expected of you."
A fist to her gut should suffice.
She will give you one free touch anywhere you desire.
All it costs is your soul.
Good deal?
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"You?"
Hearing this, he would raise up from his seated position, turning to face her directly.
"Very well. I have no objections...But answer me this. Why is it you desire to face me? Because I somehow doubt our quarrels are aligned with one another."
"Hmph. And yet not much has changed at all."
His gaze would return towards the mountains.
"I've still yet to encounter an opponent worthy of my full strength. Everyone of them crumble when faced against my might."
Akuma's crimson gaze would shift behind him upon hearing the woman's gaze, as he was seated upon a cliff overlooking the mountains.
"...You." It took a moment, but was able to recall her face.
"You're one of those otherworldly beings that I encountered years ago."
Ororo slowly recognizes the symbol that is on the @RagingDemonFist's backside.
"A decade.
Only a decade to see you here Demon."
His eyes widened somewhat as she pulled the treats from her back. His hardened expression softening somewhat as he gazed down at them.
"You...made these for me?" It wasn't often he found himself surprised, but his was certainly one of those rare moments whwre he was.
"Yet here you are, reminiscing upon the treacherous memory of dead man. Instead of focusing on what's directly in front you. No wonder you fell to your son so easily."










