[Infinite is desperate. That much is obvious. The way he talks, the way he threatens them... he's on the ropes, and it's all too easy to assume he'll be coming down to fight them in a moment...
He doesn't.
The world goes red, and he's not in Chicago anymore. He's back on the runner. Fidelio is back on the runner, chiding him for being hurt, for being soaked through - what, did he fall in the sea? Who saved him from drowning?
This isn't right... and yet he still can't make himself shake off the illusion. (6)]
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He doesn't.
The world goes red, and he's not in Chicago anymore. He's back on the runner. Fidelio is back on the runner, chiding him for being hurt, for being soaked through - what, did he fall in the sea? Who saved him from drowning?
This isn't right... and yet he still can't make himself shake off the illusion. (6)]