[ Well, better the cape than the entirety of Genius's body, but this is still less than ideal. That mask hides a furrowed brow for half a second. ]
If they'd stop me.
[ A gloved hand is raised. From...somewhere on that arm....comes a sparkling purple rope, flying up and sticking to the ceiling, still in shadows. Genius retracts the rope, attempting to escape up, up, up... ]
Farewell!
[ This is not a total loss yet. They have the sword. And they have a Plan to get their cape back, too. ]
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If they'd stop me.
[ A gloved hand is raised. From...somewhere on that arm....comes a sparkling purple rope, flying up and sticking to the ceiling, still in shadows. Genius retracts the rope, attempting to escape up, up, up... ]
Farewell!
[ This is not a total loss yet. They have the sword. And they have a Plan to get their cape back, too. ]