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— A little sorceress, huh? — The mercenary smiled kindly. — All sorts come to us, don't they? — He asked one of his companions. In response, the other simply rolled his eyes, and then the speaker's face hardened. — Listen here, kid, — he crouched down next to her, — shut your mouth, alright? — Then he stood up and spoke to her minions. — No proof, I suppose?