'Do you want me to go fight them?'

"Wait! You followed me?!"

'Sorry about that. I will pay for my disrespect, do not worry.'

"Just don't slow me down." he ducks around a corner into an alley

'Oh, I won't, don't worry.' He follows into the alley

He leans his back against the alley wall and slides down to be sitting on the ground. "Well, I think we lost them atleast."

'Yeah.' He slips on a metal wristband crossed with wires, then continues swiping at the figure on the screen.

"What is that thing that you keep messing with?"

He holds up the screen, showing a dismembered, mutilated version of himself. 'Isn't it wonderful?'

"Doesn't seem very pleasant if I'm being honest."

'Pain is the one truth. And truth is beauty'

"Sounds like cult stuff to me."

'Cult? Oh, if only I had the power to lead a proper cult. No, all I have is a small band of devoted followers. Not devoted to me, devoted to Good. Complete, selfless, self-destroying Good'

Echo smacks him, "Please shut up you loon."

'Oh yes, pain will deter me from speaking'

"Oh God, are you some kinda guy that's into pain?"

'Not into it that way, god no. But I like it the way you guys like money and power.'

"Ugh, disgusting." He pulls up the hood on his hoodie and walks out into the street.

'Goodbye, I guess. Though perhaps I could be useful to you, pay for the damage I have done'

"Oh no, you're coming with me." a furred hand grabs him firmly by the wrist and pulls him into the street.