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LXXXVII.III Mutifactorial

Pulling the trigger, two bolts flew from my bows and straight into the idiot's head. Thankfully, the Prime didn't wear a helmet; instead, letting his golden locks flowing against a non-existent wind as he kept yapping his mouth. It'll probably get intercepted or maybe won't even make contact, but at least it'll stop him from opening his goddamn mouth.

"Why, I utterly despise the-"

The bolts arrived mid-sentence. Playfair, predictably, moved his head to dodge my attacks.

"-ability of such ruffians to stage a rebellion!"

I tensed up at the possibility of a rage-induced counterattack. This guy was the type to just fly off the handle when interrupted, of that I am sure.

"However, I do have a proposition to hand out to our barbarian fellows!"

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