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The Warrior listened to the scholar's chatter, deeply furrowing his brow and lost in thought, and stood there for some time after the conversation ended.
- Oh! - he finally said, snapping his fingers. - I've got it. We can do everything at once. Grab a drink, visit your friends, trash the place, and burn it down. How about that? But... there's some tournament coming up. I need to be there and in shape. If your stuff doesn't let me do that... - Krait frowned and fixed the alchemist with a heavy, intense gaze, his bushy eyebrows emphasizing his aggressive intent.