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Edward uncomfortably shuffled when the High Venom touched him, he grunted slightly when his hand was sliced, but he knew better than to complain. He nodded as the High Venom returned to her seat, knowing that he really didn't have a choice in the matter. This time would be different, he wanted to see Nudd suffer for what he did, but now it was time to end his murders, for anyone that was on his list.

When Nightmare approached him, he looked at the mark on the back of his hand, already beginning to heal due to his accelerated metabolism, that would be a scar, not that his arms weren't covered in scars prior to today.

"Forevermore eh? I hope that means that this is permanent, because if so I'm going to have a new repertoire for party tricks, not that I go to parties... You get it right?" He asked Nightmare, timidly looking down when he realized what he was asking. "Oh yeah, you live down here, doesn't exactly seem like the party capital of the world."

"Right, so just between you and me, I wasn't trying to kill Nudd the first two times we fought, the first time because I thought I could fix him, the second time because I wanted to play with him a bit, but now, I promise he won't lay a finger on me," he declared with a determined look. "It would be nice to have a little help, but I doubt you'll give it to me, considering you're all 'yes governor'... er, no offense." [i]Dammit Edward you're going to get yourself killed one of these times.[/i]

"Though the blindfold really won't be necessary, I'm not one to spread rumors about all-powerful godlike beings... Well, that and the fact that my brain works at speeds more then ten-times your own and I'm fairly certain I can outrun you. Anyway, do you have any idea what Nudd's weakness is? Because I'm clueless and that would be really handy to know considering he doesn't bleed and I can barely hit him in the first place."