Argo nearly went into a rage at the sight of his teammates in trouble. But he kept himself in check. Rage would not serve him now. Though he did wonder when his great uncle had installed such elements of mortal technology...
"I shalt play thine game," he said aloud. "And best thine challenges! This, doth Argo swear!"
He headed toward the far corner.
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