The Ultimate Host

The merchant was secretly the next leader in The Resistance. "Don't any of you want to buy any of these seasonings?" None of them continued today anything. "Are you two fucking mutes?" "Give me a fucking answer!" Rx-23 then grabbed the merchant by the neck choking him severely. The merchant extended out his third arm knocking off his mask which crumbled like a mirror. Rx-23's face was real. He had red veins all over his body white one of his eyes a different color than the other. Rx-23 punched the merchant in the face breaking his nose blood squirt out. The merchant crashed through five tents causing scratches and bruises to appear on the body. The merchant stood on his feet pulling out a sword that was like a whip. The merchant sliced his sword at Rx-23, who grabbed the sword crushing it very easily. Rx-23 sprinted towards the merchant punching him in the stomach, and head butting him in the head. The merchant's head was cracked open like a coconut. Blood came out like a water geyser. The fight caught the attention of the other merchant's around the area. The merchant was one of the weakest leaders in The Resistance. Rx-23 acted as if he was a puppet attached to the strings on a pole to a puppet master.