"I expected you'd do something like this, brat. You're always there when my plans start unraveling." The wall was closing itself back up, patching the hole with a moldable resin with the durability of tempered steel. "I looked up your files, kid. That thing you use? You run on? What was it? 'Cartoonium'? Well, after some research into its composition, I took some defunct eyes and other ores and smelted a chunk, and I think you'll appreciate how I'm now going to use it." Two clamps shut around the hero's feet as the sound of a slide whistle and a slowly growing shadow enveloped Teo. He really hoped Teo would look up and see the anvil. Might as well be generous and let the brat go out with a smile.

*sigh* He lost track of how much money he owes Bishop. He'll probably have some eyes pick up whatever cash remains in Sionis's stronghold after he bites it from those two thugs. And, now that he thinks about it, once the eyes are done exterminating every last filthy Falcone, he might as well deprive them of their money as well.