The Sentry Reborn #8
TS R | #8 You've Always Known This Place Existed. Never Wanted To Accept It. Where Your Base Of Operations Sits At The Heart Of The Most Vibrant City In The World, His Eats At The Core Of The Most Desolate Area Of The Planet. Where Yours Is A Triumph Of Architecture, Towering Above A City, His Is An Afterthought Of The Devil, Hidden In Sub-zero Temperatures Beneath The Ground. His Lair Is A Twisted Parody Of Your Masterwork, An Exact Opposite Of Your Watchtower In Name, Design And Intent. Because The Void. by His Very Definition. is Everything You Are Not. Greetings, Sentry. My Master Bids You Welcome To The Hidey-hole. We Trust Your Stay Will Be Unpleasant. I Will Be Your Tour Guide For This Evening. Donations Are Welcome. Please Mind. Mind The Aard Vark. You May Call Me Colc. That Was Backwards. Allow Me To Introduce Myself. I Am The Computer To Obliterate Life Completely My Master Wishes To Nform You He Is Aware Of The Cure You Have Effected On The Daughter Of Doctor Cornelius ...