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... he tip resting dangerously close to Ghira's neck. His crimson eyes swept over the faunus surrounding him, their expressions a mixture of fear, anger, and despair.
He tilted his head slightly, his tone devoid of emotion. "I'll give you all a fair trade. One of you will guide me to the White Fang. In return, I'll graciously let you all go on your merry way to protect the civilians. And I'll even spare your leader here." He pressed the blade closer, making Ghira flinch slightly.
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