WELCOME TO THE END OF ERAS | AMMON'S DEATH

[| THE VAGABOND |]

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Questions no one can answer -

Vagabond didn't really understand the concept of this world. That was from the factor that powers existed and that they could use to hurt those that they were used against on top of that. The Hellhound didn't understand why he was capable of doing some of the things that he was doing, and what it could really mean. Half of the time he didn't really question it because he didn't have the time to do so. He just wanted to worry about getting enough business in the surrounding areas, no matter what he would have to go through to get it either. Vagabond had no idea what he was doing to Ammon's mind, and the last thing he expected was suddenly to have images flash in his vision along with the other belong him screaming out. Vagabond even loosened his grip a little bit and the shock made his power immediately turn off. The hell was that?! Vagabond was fairly certain that he had never managed to do that before, and now only be able to? It didn't make a whole lot of sense to the male, and it was obvious with the other's reaction that he had managed to get into the other guy's head. That could come in handy. He had no idea what he thought he saw, it looked like it was a man being tortured, but that was never anything out of the ordinary. While the other was pinning him down onto the ground, the Hellhound aimed to sink his claws slightly into the other's flesh. "I learn something new every single day." The Hellhound said, a slight chuckle escaping his jaws. First, he could throw knives without actually holding them, and now he could look through into other's head. "What else do you have in that head of yours?" Vagabond questioned as he lowered his head in a threatening manner toward the other's own head, but the other probably couldn't really tell what he was doing. He tried to get the familiar feeling again, aiming to latch onto the other's mind and aim to cause the other more distress. He didn't care about learning the other's memories. While he was doing that he would rear slightly on his back legs, and aim to slam downward, aiming to break the wolf's front left leg.

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