Abiola's Hand

That person who helps others simply because it should or must be, and because it is the right thing to do, is indeed without doubt, a real superhero.

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Culled from: The Words of Stan Lee, the magnificent. Of Blest Memory

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Meanwhile, from within the dome covered Inn, a man with dreads, bare upper body and a sack hanging down with a nozzled top stepped out from the curtains. 

He had sandals on, his lower torso clothed in baggy trousers, sand filtering after him as he walked to stand beside the tobacco smoking Inn master.

"Hm… Between the mercenaries, who do you suppose would win the stalemate?"

"Hm!" The Inn master glanced briefly at the dreaded hairstyle, brown skinned mister before returning to the scene before him, wordlessly.

"Kill joy!" The man splayed fingers in his dread.

"You know this would be more fun if you opened the barrier. I wish to jo