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| - A massively tall, muscular man held several armed guards by the back of their shirt collars. A dome of shadow seemed to open, protruding a metal platform to reveal the Gentleman accompanied by his butler and bodyguard, one wielding wires and the other wielding a massive sword. His blue, cybernetic eyes fell on the large man, who merely muttered to himself "I've finally drawn you out of hiding..." The Gentleman called out calmly "Troy." Troy dropped the guards casually, their unconcious bodies unmoving "Charles." The Gentleman assured "I am no longer the man you once knew."
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| - A massively tall, muscular man held several armed guards by the back of their shirt collars. A dome of shadow seemed to open, protruding a metal platform to reveal the Gentleman accompanied by his butler and bodyguard, one wielding wires and the other wielding a massive sword. His blue, cybernetic eyes fell on the large man, who merely muttered to himself "I've finally drawn you out of hiding..." The Gentleman called out calmly "Troy." Troy dropped the guards casually, their unconcious bodies unmoving "Charles." The Gentleman assured "I am no longer the man you once knew." Troy remarked "Tell me something I don't know." The Gentleman nodded "Very well. As we speak: An army rivalling that of Sosuke Aizen marches forth to descend on the Soul Society." Troy merely stared up at the Gentleman's glowing eyes, so he continued "Tell me, what brought you here?" Troy answered "You did, Charles. You and your goals, whatever they may be." The Gentleman corrected again "Don't call me that. I am not who I once was. Much has changed, Troy. And you are nothing to me now." At this, his bodyguard disappeared and reappeared next to Troy with his massive blade ready to cleave Troy in half. Troy guarded easily guarded it with one of his Knuckledusters, the resulting impact causing a loud resonation as the static and steel fought the sword and his strength. The bodyguard stared Troy down as wires wrapped around Troy's other arm, who clenched it's fist to grip all of the wires, capturing them. The Butler stood at the other side of Troy, a small distance away, and held a struggling stance as he had to use all of his strength merely to keep himself from being pulled over to Troy. Both of the Gentleman's servants had to use all of their strength to keep up against him. Troy looked at each of them, then back up at the Gentleman, who watched on from above, not showing amusement but a dispassionate look of emotionlessness.
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