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Post by Nobody on Dec 13, 2016 23:41:31 GMT
"Well damn," thought the astonished Mannequin. Wanton destruction and teleportation was what he witnessed, and wanton indeed; the actions of his ally seemed akin to a tantrum, and considering what she had just done, this had the potential for literal explosive meltdown.
Well, that and the fourth and final contender revealed herself to be easily frightened judging by her shriek. Therefore, the target least worthy of attention.
He made the distance between himself and his "ally" greater as he walked towards their opponent. Stopping about a dozen meters away, he scrawled the words "Duel me" with the point of his shoe, pointing his saber at him.
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