"Who the hell are you?"
The warlock's voice is amused, seemingly unperturbed by the sirens going off.
"I have little time to deal with children's games of power, and I have no interest with the vanguard."
He shoves his middle finger violently into the air towards you, a comic gesture compared to the event that follows.
"[i]Move.[/i]"
The air around you vibrates and takes on a purple haze, before exploding violently and stripping your shields. When your eyes refocus, you see the barrel of a handcannon blocking most of your view.
[spoiler]no worries[/spoiler]
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