Elias opened his eyes. He was sitting in his chair.

"Admin?" Elias gasped. He looked at his hands. The red lights on his suit flickered, turning a bright, defiant white for a split second before settling back to red.

Ares threw his disc. It screamed through the air, missing Elias’s head by an inch and shattering a pillar of glass behind him.

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