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“And that now makes six.” A simply statement, quietly stated through whatever voice projecting software Zer0 used in their helmet. Simple, except for the connotations.
Six Sirens, only ever six, and all of them drawn to Pandora. Maybe not all at once, but inevitably. One at a time, slowly. True, Zer0 had never met Steele but they’d heard about her from the other Vault Hunters, even seen her body propped up in Shade’s creepy museum. Now there were four they knew of for sure, on Pandora, right at this second, two dead and gone from the planet.
They wondered, what could this one do? What awesome power lay at her fingertip, what knowledge turned her delicate lips into a cruel smirk as her grey blue eyes met the smooth black of their helmet. If she extended her hand and lit the darkness with the glow of her tattoos, what fate would await them?
They stood, silent and wary, as they observed her. They’d learned well the lesson to never challenge a Siren but curiosity nagged at their mind like an itch impossible to scratch. Against their better judgement, they decided not to retreat. for now.
