Kevlar suits of armor skulked,
In the shadows near I-75.
Armed with weapons of many sorts,
They aimed for a sudden surprise.
Tyson Holmes tailed Brock, his friend,
And then whispered in his ear.

Tyson: “I don’t like this one bit, Brock.”

Brock: “I don’t believe what I hear.
You’re questioning Malachi Dodd this far in?
William betrayed our Order, man.”

Tyson: “I know, I just want him brought back warm.
But I’m not sure if we can.”

Brock: “Just be careful,”
He said with shifting eyes.
“Master Dodd says
He’s been gathering allies.”

Tyson nodded
And maintained pace,
Though his heart was certainly
In another place.

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