Chapter Three: The Salvation of Paradise

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Danny had kept to the shadows so far. He didn't say a word because he intended to discern the nature of this gathering. He reached back behind his head to make sure his mask was securely over his face. The low hum of his mechanical left arm's servos could be heard as he tightened his mask. After finally deciding the group to be overall benign, he introduced himself. "Hello, my name is Iron Fist. I'm pleased to meet you all. Ma'am, that's quite an exquisite sword you have there." Danny directed the compliment towards Victoria while at the same time, he could feel the tug of mystical energies near him. The Cloak was billowing them from within it's many folds. He had become quite adept at recognizing such energies from his many years within the walls of the ancient city of K'un L'un. He made the rounds and introduced himself to everyone, but he couldn't help staring at the Cloak. It fascinated him. He got to Logan and put out his flesh hand for the introduction. Most people get creeped out when they get a hand full of metal, so he made sure to extend his right arm. This guy seems to have all the personality and charm of a flat tire.