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The sheer force of the beast alone was enough to put him on his ass, and almost instantly pain surged through his chest and into his abdomen. He could virtually feel the bones cracking in his chest, but Cadmus had nothing more than a chuckle as a retort. “You won the fight, but I won the war.” Watching as the beast wriggled on the floor nearby, he was taken unawares meanwhile, disoriented from the hard blow. Realizing he was now slumped in the elevator after Kyle’s intervention, Sophia’s abrupt involvement also caught him a bit off guard.

“As much as I appreciate your candor, I’ve had more than a few broken ribs in my life. Being punched by a woman however, that is a different story entirely.” Cadmus knew that assimilating with the sort of people he was surrounded by would be tough. He had grown up in an entirely different generation. Having been brought up on the streets of Boston, he was lucky enough to make it home from school without a black eye or so much as a few missing teeth. “Forgive me, but I don’t take kindly to being held against my will as some college rejects science fair experiment.”

Not yet ready to take his chances of standing up, he sighed and leaned his head back, closing his eyes while his fingers returned to the pendant secured around his neck. It would seem that every time things got tough Cadmus found himself doing just that – out of habit more than anything now. Pushing forty was a little too early to be spending the remainder of his years alone. “Suppose I’ve always been a bit of a bother…” He mumbled unconsciously, absorbing some of Crombie’s words.

“You’re not going to be too much use without your cane, so I figure it be best we find you a suitable replacement.” Peeking at Taurus, he wasn’t still sure what to make of the creature. Was this really his future; a part of some DNA splicing experiment. Who would pay for this, and why? “I’m getting too old for this…”