*coughs*
You people and tendrils... well Im not dying today.
*tries to get up, but jas dealt to many injuries*
Unless your too soft to do so...
*begins to laugh *
English
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"Too soft? No. Tired of dealing death left and right with out a care." *The tendrils dissipate, and I turn and walk back into the alleyways*
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*limps away*
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*cloaked drags your body to a safe place without anyobdy noticing* (whsipers) well done *brofists, gives everyhitng* *teleports back tot he dojo*