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Skye shrugged. "Personally, growing up as a street urchin myself, I never really liked thrashings." She walked over and looked at the elf they had caught. "He seems to be a bit stunned at the moment... why don't we find out what he was doing, before you feed him to the dragon or thrash him? If there's some info that would be useful to us, he could possibly have, it's better to have him give it to us willingly then beat him."
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