'Quite a smart play.'
'But all according to plan.'
Nick was no longer the same.
As a Specter, he could give himself whatever ability he wanted when advancing, and when he became a Fallen, he chose to increase his intelligence.
This increase in intelligence was not something humanity could compete with.
Nick had been quite intelligent before he became a Fallen, but after increasing his intelligence even more, he had become terrifying.
The only person who could compare to his scheming abilities was the old Left Arm.
When Nick had explained the plan to the Shields, it had sounded simple.
Everything he said made sense and seemed logical.
Yet, coming up with the plan had been far more difficult than it seemed.
Nick sent a signal to the Technician, but nobody reacted.
"It's you three," Nick transmitted to Sloth, Wrath, and Hatred.
The three of them tried to find Nick, but they couldn't.
As always.
