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“Oh! Another direct hit!– It seems even the champion is not immune to Honey B.’s charm!” Metem's spirited commentary filled the small space as the screen flashed pink, the fourth heart in the bar above his past-self's head filled thanks to a clever bit of editing meant to help the audience keep track of how much of Honey B.'s venom needed to be injected before her opponent was overwhelmed. The corner of his mouth upturned as right on cue the screen flashed purple, the crowd erupting into cheers as his own feral soul surged to life. “It seems I spoke too soon! The Tyrant has activated the full strength of his feral soul to completely shrug off Honey B.’s charm!”
Shifting Tyrant tried to ignore the erratic beating of his heart as the elevator came to a stop, kicking off the wall to stroll into the President's penthouse office without hesitation as the doors slid open–
“Back so soon?”