*John had been running for... a while, that's for sure. He had probably lost track of time by now.*
*The clock was still ticking, and it wouldn't be too long before Goatman came after the poor Sinner.*
...
*Did that stop Dozer from being cocky? NO.*
*Appearing behind John in a breaker room, its smirk grew. Grabbing John by the waist using one of its tails, it spun him around in place, forcing him to face it as its face was shadowed over, its eyes staring down at him expectantly, eagerly awaiting the usual kneel that followed after its appearance, regardless of their relationship.*
– @dozer-official
*John fell to his knees, wincing at the feeling of concrete against the thin fabric of his pants. He looked up at it to gauge when it would be okay for him to stand again.*
Hello, my lord.
