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Ticktania blinked in slight disbelief of Scythe's nochalant attitude. She remained behind cover.

"Do you quite mind STOPPING THAT!?" Ticktania yelled up to the Sniper's Nest. "I'd like to speak with words rather than bullets for now, if its all the same to you...!!"

This was, of course, true. Ticktania didn't want to shoot anyone who was likely just protecting themselves. Maybe they could strike a deal...

- - -

He had technically just killed Marlene. She was out of the game. However, knowing her, she would continue to fight on like she'd never been killed the first-place, ignoring the rules and respect code like the true Merlinian she was.

There was no way to win.

The Yankee's heart and mind emptied.

He had nothing left to fight for...

A Reputation? Laughable. A girl? She had been no different from the rest. A petty reward? If he wasn't careful, Trivium would flush him out before he could even use it.

It was pointless.

He was alone in the game, and more notably, alone in the world.

The knife slid limply from Yankee's hand and he slouched slightly, sliding until he fell onto his knees. His stare was a blank one as he looked Marlene in the eye.

So this is how a legend died.

With thunderous applause.

"Go ahead."

The Yankee fell quiet for a few seconds.

"Shoot me."

- - -

Fizz looked on for a few more moments. Did he just... give up?

The Yankee... gave up...? Holy Heck, this game really did things to people.