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"Bye, fucker."
"Yeah, yeah. See ya."
Ahrie wandered the streets until he found an inn.
A room. A bed. Finally, rest.
Morning came.
He sat up, staring at his worn-out gear.
Tapped his light armor pads—
Crumble.
"Damn..."
He sighed, brushing the dust off his hands.
Time for a new set.
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