SIREN V. MARA
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nico tries to tell himself that this isn’t like his fight with nadia. this is a real threat. he should be taking it seriously, should keep his mouth fucking shut and just get ready. the last he saw mara, she was a child. still kind of is, but he has no doubt that she’s more than capable of ending his life. not for the first time since this hellscape began, nico kind of wished that his – costume, for lack of a better word, consisted of a little more…well, more.
but nico’s never been good at keeping his mouth shut. “ did you ever make the old man proud ?? ” he asks curiously, making a slow circle around the arena. “ still live in the little brat’s shadow even after he was gone ?? ”
mara thrives in this world. gotham had twisted her mind, muddled her loyalty to the league, but none of that mattered here. there were no rules to be had, no impulses to keep in check. it was kill or be killed and mara was very good at killing. her confidence was biting, snarl lifting up her lips when she faces the league traitor. she knows of him well enough, but he looks like no threat in her eyes. she scoffs, moving her mask into place and drawing her swords where she remains still in the middle of the arena. he wants to dance around?? that’s fine. mara doesn’t mind playing with her prey for awhile anyway.
“ i should cut your tongue off for such disrespect. what good are you if you can’t speak?? ” she extends one hand, end of the sword grasped firmly in it, “ no matter. damian has become weak since he left. i’m sure you can relate. i will gladly remind you of the power of the league. ”

















