The dark doppleganger stepped through the area of trailers, his boots creating a soft ‘click click click’ cadence bouncing off the walls of the grotesque excuses for homes.
His crimson eyes drank in his surroundings as he caught glimpses of those the Hero of Courage held close. Loathesome beings. He watched the ground now as he walked, not paying attention to anything.
He didn’t need comrades. He didn’t need allies.