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Pointing his gun at Legendre, Clarence glared at the witch doctor. He glared more horribly than Medusa ever could!
"You are strong, Legendre." Said Clarence. "I will give you that. Who would have thought you'd have been so strong, a man whose mind has been transferred to a defective clone body. One that is falling apart… You shouldn't have trusted Cassandra."
"I've got more lives than a black cat!" replied Legendre, a hellish fire in his eyes.
"Really? That cliché line?" Clarence gave a laugh. "I thought you were better than that."
"Oh, I am. And if you think I'd be alone then you are sadly mistaken." Out of a shadowy corner came that bird that Basil had dubbed Murder 2.0. It flew at Clarence's face and like Ogier's falcon at Hasting it made him a horrible thing to look at. It did not last long but the scars were there nonetheless and there were many of them. Clarence tore the bird away just as it cost him the sight in his left eye and shot it more times than needed.
With a hand over his left eye, Clarence once more pointed his gun at Legendre. "A bird? I was hoping for something better."
"Always happy to supply." Legendre's eyes moved from another corner of the room to Clarence. A seven foot tall human-like ape creature with long arms, dark hair, three toes on each foot which were seventeen inches long and seven inches wide, bright red eyes the size of silver dollars and a chest three feet wide came out of the shadows and grabbed Clarence. "Do not harm him, Jones." The monster Jones, for that was its name, obeyed and simply held Clarence in such a grip one such as he could not escape it. "Good. Now, Clarence, I will have you strapped down to a table and like the savage Chief Powhatan to the foolishly trusting trader John Ratcliffe I shall flay you alive!"
"Well, better than that plan of going all Vlad the Imapler on Hagen." Commented Clarence. "Just wish you weren't going to flay me alive."
Legendre gave a laugh. A deep and fruity laugh! "Would you rather I cut off your ears, nose and lips and force you to eat them?"
"No, no. Being flayed alive is good."
"I should hope so. You always found your ears, nose and lips to be your best features."