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Alright. I'll send you over...
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Well, at the very least he isn't ugly... or rude. And he's been polite thus far.
He pulls a dagger from his hip and throws it precisely at the ground to his left, and something sparks.
In reply, so does Antares's hand.
"How..."
"How what?"
"How did you know I was setting a trap?"
"Distrust runs deep in your veins, human." he says, leaning to one side, a hand on his hip. "I'm surprised you didn't start it sooner. Furthermore, I advise against using an ability tied to your Soul around a Demon and expecting it to go unanticipated. Let me speak candidly, then... At first, I wanted to kill every last one of you. No mercy. Just blood. But then I saw how valiantly, how strongly, how honestly this young lady fought, and I was enamored by that power. If she accepts this offer to court her, I will do everything in my considerable power to protect you, this city, and the book... and any further artifacts that may appear here. After all, I have my own doubts about what Raeve is scheming... However, should you prove to be his equal in deceptive acts, I shall run out of patience and deem you a lost cause. Am I clear, Antares Delarosa?"
His eyes flash, and he turns to me.
"I can see that you and this Rosie are very close. Let it be known that my heart has room for many... and has housed many, in the past. I would be happy to walk with the both of you, if that is your desire."
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