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Tancred watches the ensuing carnage with horror as the Cowled Wizard burns, screaming.
"Ugh... that's horrible."
"Damn right," pipes up the sword. "Messy job, that. Disintegration, that's the way to go. Wizard messes with you, you make sure there's nothing left of him to conduct a funeral service with, know what I mean?"
Tancred gives his sword a distasteful look.
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