Thread:The Purpur Man/@comment-26173711-20190922014839/@comment-35455126-20190926043710

“Even better.” Author said. He snaps his fingers and suddenly they were all in the laboratory, with the Deamous all in their fluid-filled tubes. Damocles was floating and active as if nothing had happened.

Author manifests an armchair with his cube thingy and sits down. “So...let us talk.”