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[Hey.]

Achilles was silent, he did not know what to say in this situation. Eventually, he spoke with a doubtful voice:

"How are you here?"

"Mark" shrugged, then turned to look at the empty void again.

[Why don't you give a guess?]

Achilles was wary about "Mark's" appearance. Technically speaking, he should not — and could not be here anymore.

He replied with utmost certainty.

"You're some kind of mind trick employed by some bastard who wants to kill me?"

"...You can't be having this talk, after all. We've merged."

"Mark" shook his head lazily, he seemed to be disinterested in conversing with Achilles. A moment later, he forced out a reply with a languid face:

[Disappointing as usual.]

Achilles became annoyed at his remark, he wanted to beat this bastard up but refrained himself from doing so. He needed answers first.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

The man in monocle turned his head again. Two seconds later, he raised his left hand instead of answering.