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Noel was one of the few who had been in the court of carnage before. But no matter how often she went in there, she never truly got used to it. On one hand it was a journalistic marvel that made tales worthy of every front page… but at the same time it was death and despair. There was no happy ending in the court of carnage. Somebody died, it was as simple as that. She wasn’t sad Lucas died, he was a murderer. But she could never rejoice at the death of anybody. Instead, she mourned for Mondatta, hoping he could find solace in the resolution of his murder and the survival of the innocent. A man that great deserved that as a final token of respect.

Regardless, this was a case unprecedented. The mastermind himself. The only thing she could wonder why he had joined this killing game to begin with. What was the use of him mixing in with the rest of them and potentially putting his life at risk? She didn’t understand it. But there had to be reason, right? Why had he chosen to disclose his backstory with her if she would either die or forget it anyway?  Then why tell it in the first place?

After returning, Noel was slightly angered at someone. And she turned her attention to this person. [color=897691]”Now I will leave. I cannot tolerate the presence of someone who speaks so lightly about someone’s death. That’s sick.”[/color] Noel said to Alice, her glare filled with a strong disgust. [color=897691]”Good night.”[/color] She walked off. The talk of Davis or the new infinites wasn’t something she was in the mood for either. She just wanted to be alone right now.

Cyrus, on the other hand, did stay and listen to Davis’s talk, and he had an amused look on his face. [color=D1c2bf]”Davis please. You know you’ve taken that clip completely out of context. The ‘we’ refers to the entire group. We didn’t say that the two of us must survive, we wanted everyone to survive.”[/color] He explained. [color=D1c2bf]”And as long as we all survive, surely an option would present itself somewhere. That is what I believe.  Not that I expect an asshole forcing people in a killing game to understand. You’re no better than ultimate despair at this moment.”[/color] He felt the rage welling up in him, but he kept it down. At this point, he was no better than those who had murdered his fiancée. He was probably beyond help.

Cyrus sighed when he heard the announcement of the arrival of new infinites. Though the resort was  a short walk away from the elevators in the patient quarters, it was probably best to go greet them and formulate how to move on from here. He proposed that as such, and went down to the patient quarters with whoever else was willing to meet their new fellow captives. The first one they encountered was Zachary, the infinite archer.

[color=D1c2bf]”Good evening, and unfortunately this is not a prank. I’m Cyrus Brandon, the infinite politician. If you have any questions, I’m more than willing to answer them.”[/color]