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- Quite a mundane Sylvan blade, - Rotterdam declared, awkwardly twirling the sword in his hand and nearly cutting himself. - However, I think an extra sword won't hurt us.
He handed the weapon to Flame Fox.
- Who are they? Why are they following us? - he asked him in a low voice. - I don't think we can trust them. We're heading to the stronghold, and they look like they'd betray us as soon as they find out who we are.
He handed the weapon to Flame Fox.
- Who are they? Why are they following us? - he asked him in a low voice. - I don't think we can trust them. We're heading to the stronghold, and they look like they'd betray us as soon as they find out who we are.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
