[Dixon snorts, and then looks like he totally regrets having done that, because his nose starts to leak a little dribble of blood. He wipes it off against the back of his hand, forceful because he's agitated.]
Supervillain. Right. And maybe this is a dragon's hoard too, ya think?
[He kicks at some of the other shards on the ground, then looks back at the petrified figures. He feels a sinking sensation that maybe Kon's right, that maybe this is something that the confines of everything he knows about reality can't remotely explain. Maybe he should just go with it.]
And a wicked witch for good measure. You got a name?
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Supervillain. Right. And maybe this is a dragon's hoard too, ya think?
[He kicks at some of the other shards on the ground, then looks back at the petrified figures. He feels a sinking sensation that maybe Kon's right, that maybe this is something that the confines of everything he knows about reality can't remotely explain. Maybe he should just go with it.]
And a wicked witch for good measure. You got a name?