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((??? Deac hasn't had enough time to get his leg over!))
Hal: Ah well, I tried father.
*Hal slashes a dwarf's head off, then reverses his sabre to piece another's gut. Hal bisects a third dwarf.*
Hal: Hay, Orthos, who's the pretty girl?
Fly Fast,
Shoot Straight,
Live Long!
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