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"Now uh... I don't think there's any reason to be cutting me up... If more troops keep disappearing that'll just bring more mercenaries then you can handle down here."
Rehan eyed the knife warily, realizing his life was in the hands of this crazy bandit. He was on his own again, just like before. The young man shivered suddenly and looked down at his chest. The pendant under his shirt was becoming unusually cold. Snapping his eyes back to the man, he vaguely wondered what it meant.
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