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We'll interrogate you later, you scoundrel! I said to the advisor and threw him behind bars. And his friend was one of the merchants; he was knocked off his horse (with a kick to the rear) as he was leaving the battlefield.
I need to go to the elven lands. I'll go alone. Goodbye, everyone.
I need to go to the elven lands. I'll go alone. Goodbye, everyone.