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... nd a moderate amount of power. Thus, he took a half-step forward, prepared to speak for his Captain.
"Who the f*ck are you, cutting board?" Krysaos growled.
Tycon narrowed his eyes. That... was not the attitude he expected.
The elf rolled her purple eyes in disdain, "How about you *thank* me for saving your pitiful, half-broken boat, you dis-*gusting* human?"
She had a light voice, but spoke an octave or two deeper, as if to garner more respect. Her words dripped ...
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