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Reqiem of Hate (II)

As the Icemage found an opening to shoot his shot a metal debris suddenly smashed a meter away from his head. It was lodged in quite deeply. As he slowly turned around he saw a woman clad in a black jacket carelessly chewing gum as she eyed him amusedly.

"So you can fire off Ice bullets huh? Something tells me that gun of yours ain't the regular kind. Mind if I take a quick look?" She said as she slowly approached the already wary man. "What's a guild lapdog doing in this small scale op? tired of getting scraps and want a slice of the meat?" He said as he aimed the gun at her temple.

However this didn't deter Nex, she only smiled widely. "Don't be like that we're playing for the same team." The man however scoffed "My loyalty is to the clan not to some random weapon seller. Now step aside and let me do my job or we're feeding two corpses to the fishes tonight."

"I don't give a fuck about where your loyalty lies. What I want?" She said as she slowly got even closer. When she was half a
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