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Dazed, confused, but chugging on.
"What do I fight for?!" Lucky laughed. "I'm fighting to destroy the ones who cost me everything. Have you heard of Toffee? Or the shadowy beast that claims the lives of fox-girls?" He unwrapped the dress from his waist, and let it fold itself out before Nearl. "The circumstances were grueling, they forced me to question everything I knew. But now, I am back in order." His wildly discolored eyes seemed to waver as they focused on Nearl's pupils. "And I will be the one forcing them to question if there's an afterlife." He merely stepped a little to the left of the weapon and the dust cloud it created.
Then, he heard another familiar voice shouting for someone to get out of the way. "Benedict." Why, we were having ourselves a little reunion, weren't we? "Hey, Benedict." He would playfully turn around and deploy his Paw o' Death, revealing a machine gun, a flame thrower, a pair of scissors, and a bottle opener. He would fire the machine gun at Benedict. "Think fast, laddie."
Riven Benedict Cucumberpatch
Then, he heard another familiar voice shouting for someone to get out of the way. "Benedict." Why, we were having ourselves a little reunion, weren't we? "Hey, Benedict." He would playfully turn around and deploy his Paw o' Death, revealing a machine gun, a flame thrower, a pair of scissors, and a bottle opener. He would fire the machine gun at Benedict. "Think fast, laddie."
Riven Benedict Cucumberpatch
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