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"Qui scribit bis legit."
Anny's smile widens and he laughs heartily. "Of course not. You're a big toughie.", he winks, as he puts his arm around Dru's shoulders. They both disappear from the arena and reappear in the same sitting position, but on a red velvet sofa in the middle of his sitting room. Suddenly a tea kettle starts to shriek from another room. "Oh! We're just in time for tea.", he chuckled, removing himself from the young man's side and standing on a beautifully woven rug that depicts the slaughter and genocide of many humans by monsters. It is as graphic as the strange macabre items scattered about the room. On the massive stone mantle rests many skulls, piled on top of one another. Here and there a candle burns atop them. Above them on the wall are two black scythe's crossed. Books are also scattered about the room, on side tables and in stacks on the floor beside a thick armchair. "Sorry for the...you know...dreariness of the place.", Anny laughed, "It's not exactly the dream realm."