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[center][color=00aeef][h2][i]FENRIR-O[/i][/h2][/color][/center]
[center][h2][i]Master of the Wolf Fang Fist[/i][/h2][/center]

[center][h1]Kami's Lookout[/h1][/center]

[b][i]Interacting With:[/i][/b] [@supertinyking] [@Weird Tales] [@Zerofighter] [@manapool1]
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Fenrir-O calmly listened to the dark priest’s reply.

[b]What is heresy is determined by my God and I know of Lord Bael more than you do since you are not a priest of the great lord. It looks like heresy then it is heresy or at least it appears to be heresy.[/b] (Mars)

[color=00aeef]“Looks can be deceiving,”[/color] Fenrir-O enlightened.

Just then his triangular ears swiveled forward, stiffening by the sudden presence of a threatening guardian. The wolf’s eye closed and he didn’t once look over his shoulder to eye the man that was behind him.

[b]…What are you all doing on the lookout other than Miss Soi?[/b] (Mr. Popo)

They weren’t given much of a chance to explain themselves before the young girl exploded with exuberance, screaming about a [i]Popo![/i] Fenrir-O turned then, his ice-blue eye opening to witness the young fighter tossing her arms about the dark-skinned man. She then defended them despite…well…she might have known some of them. Fenrir-O only felt that he was the stranger there. Then again…there was the [i]clown.[/i]

At the same time as Mr. Popo noticed it, the beastman’s head snapped in the direction of the swiftly-approaching signature. Compared to Mr. Popo’s this one made the wolf’s fur flare as he sensed the malice exuding from the man. Fenrir-O’s snout wrinkled and his eye became fierce as he gently bore his fangs. If the imminent threat had been a human or not, he would have been able to smell the difference. Everyone bore a distinct odor—however, machines did not.

[b]Hey…you all wanted to kill that grey demon, right?[/b] (Dr. Zufuzo)

The wolf watched him toss the remains of a dismembered creature on the ground before them. If the creature had been a threat before, then he wasn’t anymore and the harm Dr. Zufuzo was inflicting on the being was regarded as abuse. 

Fenrir-O’s tail tensely went erect when Dai Kon suddenly rushed the scum to wreck the man’s chin with his fist. There hadn’t been any blood. Either the man was invincible or he was exactly what he suspected, a machine.

[color=00aeef]“We have here a puppet. Who’s the master?”[/color] Fenrir-O wondered aloud. He then asked the machine, [color=00aeef]“What is your purpose here machine? To be picked apart?”[/color]