Tempest's Fate
"Stop squriming, you'll make this harder for us!" Maia said. She clutched a bottle of glue in her plug. Diana placed a piece of black ceramic over the place where Tempest's left eye was. Tempest froze.
Slate waited outside the room. Will Tempest make it?
Tempest stood up. He shook.
Maia handed him a mirror. "Wait, I survived that?" Tempest asked.
"Yes," Maia said.
Tempest returned to the gas station missing one eye. Morris thought he looked a little more... villainous with an eye-patch.
"Sir, we have a few new orders," Morris said. "Do you want to look at them?"
A smile returned to Tempest's face. "Yes. I won't let an injury stop me from my work."
Morris quickly brought up the orders. Tempest scrolled through the list.
"I'll get my minions to retrieve those soon."