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... nce that is what the young master intended."
"A bunch of ruffians break into the corridor leading to our server room."
"What the devil?!"
"As I grab my powdered wig, Brown Bess rifle."
"Put a golfball sized hole through the head of the first man he is dead on the spot."
"Draw my pistol with my guards on the other men and shoot them because they are still shocked at our pre ...
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