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Red Gale Fluff
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"Maybe some other time." Deanna turns from the demon and conjures up another ball of hellfire. "I don't got nothing to give you, Kybex."
"Aww, come on," says Kybex. "I'm sure we can find something."
"Kybex is one of my vassals," says Clay. "He won't be difficult."
"That's all the better reason for me to refuse him, then," says Deanna. She backs up a little then hops across the widened gap to the other side of the room. She turns back and looks at Clay. "Unless my mom was wrong, Mr. Ranger, and you're just gonna make it a cake walk for me."
Clay stands at the other edge of the stairs. His response is unreadable in the dark and behind his smooth helmet.
"Hmmm," he says.
"Well," says Kybex. "If you change your mind, I'll be here."
"Kybex," says Zola, clanking in from the entrace. "Wasn't expecting that."
"Just a dreamfolk and we'll have a party from all corners," says Kybex. "Happy to see me?"
"Do you really want me to answer that?"
"How good a liar are you?"
"Bad."
"You may hold your peace."
"What'd I miss?"
Kybex folds his arms. "New kid just schooled the bossman."
"Stow it, Baronet," says Clay. "What next, trainee?"
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