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Amato hissed in pain when Reverse- Ah, wait- Thunderstorm- placing the handiplus on his cheek and Cyclone bandaging his shoulder.

Amato was in a verge of passing out due to blood loss when this three came to his rescue.

R.Thunderstorm:*mumble* Stupid old man.....Getting injured just to protect us-

R.Blaze:*guarding the area* Hmph!

R.Cyclone: Is the bandages too tight sir? Are you okay?

Amato: Ah,no it's fine. Thank you.

Cyclone breath a sigh of relief before walking back.

They all look kinda nervous being around Amato.

Amato: Hey,Reverse?

All of them look at him at once. He put out a smile.

Amato: Why do you help me? I mean, few minutes ago you did try to kill me.*sweatdropped*

The Elementals look at each other.

R.Thunderstorm: We helped you because our master told us to. He trust you.

R.Blaze: Hey! But don't feel happy about that! We still don't trust you!

Cyclone seems like he wanted to ask something so Thunderstorm nudge him.

R.Cyclone: Sir, is it true that you has been with Ali for the entire time? Please answer it honestly.

Amato sigh lightly. He hates MATA even more now for using him to get to Reverse.

Amato: Well, not entirely. After he send me home, I went to my lab to get supplies to save you. After that, I went to Ali's house. I swear on my life, I didn't even meet you before that.

Cyclone look at him for a while before smiling.

R.Cyclone: *smile* He's not lying.

Thunderstorm sigh,running a hand through his hair. If Cyclone said that, it's true.

He can read people better than any of them.

R.Thunderstorm: Listen old man, even if that's true, I still haven't trust you yet. But since young master wanted to give you a chance,then I have no choice.

Amato just smile and instinctively, he pat Thunderstorm's head, frozen him.

Amato: It's okay. Knowing him trusting me is enough.

Reverse Thunderstorm suddenly turn flustered and swat Amato's hand off his head.

R.Thunderstorm: Yeah yeah,whatever you said,old man.

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He doesn't know what time it is, or what day was it.

Sitting in chains and jaw lock really doesn't give him the chance to actually see what day is it.

Reverse lean his head back,the rattling chains is all he heard. He figures it has been days since he got captured and his body is no longer hurting. But he still act like he was still sick and weak.

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