@Warsman: John glared at Warsman. "I had a business partner who promised me similar things you know. Now he's gone and I have a Ventanisum plate in my head." John's rage faltered as he continued. "However, you seem to be in a far more likely position to keep your word, so I will keep our alliance. I will assist as needed, but I must not allow our alliance to open knowledge to others. Lest one of your foes comes to kill me in the dark night."
@Warsman: "And how do I profit from this?" John sighed, trying to restrain his rage. He had realized the powers he was dealing with here. "Do you honestly expect me to declare war on my own nation?"
@Warsman: Fear gripped Metro's old heart. The look in Warsman's eyes were not that of madman, he seemed so truthfully and horribly sane. "The Heart of the Omniverse..." Metro said, his voice barely a whisper. "You really must have gone mad. You honestly expect to make a god of yourself."
@Warsman: John didn't flinch at the quiet insult. "You've only accelerated your downfall, and in doing so you've jeopardized me and my people." He glared at the screen, his gem flaring with power. "Do you think you're some kind of god!? Do you think you're unstoppable!?"
@Warsman: Metro's old wrinkled face was red with fury. "What in the world are you doing you incongruous authoritarian!?" He glared at his screen, his cane and the gem still in hand. "You've ruined the plan!"
@Warsman: John computer buzzed to light as he sat in his office, sending a call to the illustrious Elysian castle. "What in the world is this madman doing!" He grunted as he waited for Warsman to answer his call.
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