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Lyn nodded reluctantly, sheathing her blade. "With all that's been going on in the last few days..."
Hector shrugged. "It's of no concern to me. You didn't actually attack me, after all." He moved closer, his armor clanking. "What do you think of this whole Black Fang business?"
"I like it very little. Of course, you know that."
"I do."