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Panel One: The three Primary Color users are gathered together, holding their weapons high, their bright color swirling above head in the background, wind whipping around. In the foreground sits the black haired man, he's shadowed out and smiling, but his words are weak.

Text Box 1, the dark haired man: One...five...ten...mark my words...

Panel Two: The dark haired man's knees and hand are focused on, he's trembling from pain, from near death, his arm is covered in inky black blood pooling out of his broken body. His chains are seen beside his hand.

Text Box 2, the dark haired man: No matter how long, how many generations...

SFX: Tremble

Panel Three: The man is focused on from below, his head is tilted up and the camera is focused at a worms eye view. His arm is held up to the ceiling above him, his Color, his lifeforce being ripped from his heart and swirling above him held high by the color of the Primary Users.

Text Box 3, the dark haired man: I will have my time...in the sun...

Panel Four: The background is black and spattered in blood, the main focus of the panel is the chain, yanked hard by the man's movement

SFX: CLANG