The year 2761, after the collapse, the Last City on Earth is only protected by the Traveler, and the Guardians.
When the Darkness corners us from all angles, encasing us, closing in on us, morphing us. Evolving us...the only way to break away, is to...
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Uldren Sov ; Prince of the Reef
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The Reef
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She pushed Uldren down onto the bench in the bathroom. He scowled at her behind her back at her roughness. Dipping a cloth into the basin that she filled with water, she rung it out and then combed the drawers and cabinets for antiseptics and drugs.
"I don't need to be coddled-" he hissed but was interrupted by a wet rang being thrown at him. His anger spiked at indecently-dressed woman, who hid a smile behind the bottles of labeled liquid.
She quickly piled medical pads and binding on the counter. Outdated pill containers covered the black counter top. Turning, she looked at him. He was disappointed to find a smile was on her black lips, and that she was clearly amused at his situation. In her head, she laughed, and grabbed a bottle of blue liquid along with alcohol-damp pads.
Bending over to put the items on the floor, she got on her knees in front of him, and started to unclip his armor Her fingers attempted to slide off his gauntlets. He jerked back, glaring. "I can do it myself." He bit out with a glare, and undressed. His armor held deep gashes that reached his skin, blood pooling around the wounds, and was irreparable. Disappointment made his eye tick in anger.
