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Dream runs Siren jumping down to the next rooftop.
If he did not have earplugs in he would hear the wind blowing in his ears.
These damn villains think they own the whole place.
“Get back here you piece of crap!” Dream yells.
Siren sticks the arm up in the air that is not holding the backpack full of stolen tech store goods, flicking Dream off.
Dream does not hear Zephyrus swoop down until his clawed hands are digging into his shoulder.
The hero is shoved to the ground, and Zephyrus scopes Siren up, flying off.
Dream stands up, holding a hand up to his bloody shoulder, face scowling under the smiling white mask.
“That was so bad.” George says through the earpiece in his earplug.
Dream rolls his eyes, turning around to make his way back to the hero tower, green energy swirling around his legs, letting him fly (it’s easier than walking, but it drains the hero, using his powers), “you could have come and helped.”
“But Sap brought those donuts from that bakery his dad owns.” Georges says, “are you saving any for me?” Dream asks.
A flash of purple catches his eye, he drops down to the closest rooftop and watches.
I think there's like two, but there's also two of us,” George says as Dream watches. It’s the vigilante Bee and Ender, “and we both are still hungry,” Ender grabs Bee’s arm before they teleport off in a cloud of purple sparkles, “so get your green butt back here.”
Dream sighs, back on his course to the hero tower, “I swear if I don’t get one, I’ll make you both fight Blade.”