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... ll, aren’t you all just a charming welcoming committee," she remarked, her tone dripping with sarcasm.
Sylus, his sword still drawn, tightened his grip, his body tensed to move at a moment’s notice. He muttered under his breath, "I think charming isn’t quite the word I’d use."
Cyrus, meanwhile, was frozen, his eyes darting between the sharp talons and molten weapons, his instincts screaming at him to be ready. "Uh… do we say something, or do they go first?"
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