[The third arm strikes outward to Akechi like a scorpion stinger, abrupt and swift. A more difficult dodge, but the young man is already on high alert.
Viktor is incapable of caring for the young man's feelings on the matter. His own mind is made up and instinct drives him to trap others in that same hive of thought. It is what is best, there is no reason to resist perfection.]
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[The third arm strikes outward to Akechi like a scorpion stinger, abrupt and swift. A more difficult dodge, but the young man is already on high alert.
Viktor is incapable of caring for the young man's feelings on the matter. His own mind is made up and instinct drives him to trap others in that same hive of thought. It is what is best, there is no reason to resist perfection.]