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Rurek thoughtfully scratched his head, looked at the beauty of Usa, and then scratched his head again. – Alright. Since Usa herself advises it, I agree, – Rurek nodded. – My old friend created the Guardians, and he doesn't do anything pointless. If the lackeys need help, call. I am always happy to help. Find me with the Guardians. After taking one last look at the beauty of Usa from a new angle, Rurek headed to the Temple of St. Elmo.