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Sayn glared, processing the words of the foppish oaf. Her eyes then widened, and she turned to Zared.
"Check the bathroom for that man I was talking to before."
The boy looked puzzled, but did as he was told, he returned a moment later, looking baffled as ever.
"He dissapeared! Nowhere to be found!"
Sayn smirked and pulled the blade away from the throat of the half-orc.
"Now how do you intend to explain that, good sir?"
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