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There are times when Klarion would gladly give up having attention despite his normally showy personality.
This was one of those times.
"Klarion? You're with the baby heroes?" Sports Master asked in surprise, staring at the smaller child, fight lost in a sea of questions.
"Yea." Was his only answer. "Why, I-I thought you hated them? I know you hated them! What the hell?"
Klarion rolled his eyes and threw a ball of chaos energy at the stupid man, a bit angry that he jumped out just in time. "I got bored." He shrugged, throwing another attack at the stupid blonde meat-head. He dodged.
The man's confused eyes turned to steely, suspicious hate as he drew out a very big and very sharp sword. "Traitor!" He yelled as a battle cry before the battle reached its climax. In the end, the information was in their grasp, but Sports Master was gone.
Though Klarion made a mental effort to block out the relief that came off the rest of the team through the mind link, he was a bit happy he was away from the Light. They were getting boring anyway.
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"What?!" The always-calm voice of the Light's leader rose as he was told the news. Klarion, one of his best and strongest magical allies, was on the side of the angels because he 'got bored'? It didn't make sense.
The white silhouette's felt the same confused betrayal as the voice, but the voice was quick-witted, and was deciding a plan not a moment after.
"Wait... we may be able to use this to our advantage. Young Klarion will be crawling back to us on his knees after we're through with him. We will make him see the Light once more."