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Sephi looks at the two men who just walked up to him demanding to see Larry. Who hired you?
I'm sorry, but we're not allowed to divulge such information.
Well then why do you want to see him?
I though I just told you that.
Well fine then. But all the same, you're not getting in this door.
Why do they always get the noble mercenary? Oh well, the noble one always dies first anyways... at 'em, men! They charged forward with their weapons out, not wanting to take no for an answer.
Sephiroth quickly reached back and drew Shocksword. He knocked the weapons of the attacking men aside, then did a roll between them. But they were good, and one of them got the tip of his spear over in time to knick Sephi on the arm, drawing a long trail of blood.
Sephi winced, and stabbed his sword into the side of the other man. A jolt of electricity ran through his body, and he crumpled to the ground. The other one, obviously more skilled, brought his spear across his body as he would use it as a shield. He then came forward, bringing his spear slasing down at Sephi. Even though he got Shocksword up in time for a block, but it hardly helped as the polearm-weilding mercenary withdrew and jabbed at his stomach. The tip drove in a few centimeters, but stopped when Sephi sliced the staff off just below the head.
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