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Mercury was in a great deal of pain his head leaning back as the masks voices started buzzing in his mind. Telling him to go back to Eddie, but he refused. Clearly she was terrified of him, and he didn’t want to scare her anymore. To be another bad memory, and the first time in a very long time he shed a few tears. He loved Eddie, and it felt like she’d just torn out his heart and did the samba on it. She actually thought he’d hurt her, turn her into a mask. He set a hand to his face anger began coursing through him, and he grabbed Warlord with such hate.

Dear god did he want to smash him right then. But, he refrained as Warlord was his family. Even if it was all the masks fault for Eddie truly believing Mercury would hurt her. He loved her, and would sooner stand in the bright sun than let her get even a sunburn. He held Warlord with both hands, and hung his head shaking it as more sparks came off him tremble with a mix of sadness, and agony.