Victor ceased the movement of his left hand, which was now holding a dart made of pure darkness. He squinted as he tossed the dart at a dart board made of the same substance. "Bulls eye!" Victor looked over his shoulder at Mithias, already having forgotten about Gabriel's offer. "Couldn't have worded it better myself." Another dart appeared in Victor's hand as he glanced at Gabriel. "Wanna play?" He threw that dart at the board without waiting for an answer, just as another one appeared in his hand. 

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