(I hope the construct thing was not too creepy. I tried to tone it way down from the undead, but it still had to pose a threat.)

"Right. I'll aim for the head next time. They should fall much quicker now" Tala replied, giving the construct a little nudge with her right foot, making sure it wasn't moving.

"Might want to aim for the eyes, Nyx" Larek advised. "The gem is on the other side of them."

"These are older constructs" Tala noted. "Modern versions have their power source and guidance buried in the torso other other hardened spot. There's no reason to put them in the head like a living being."

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"Heh. You belong to me too, Tran. We belong to each other, really." Orna gave him a little hug and held his hand as they continued walking down the streets. It was a nice day and no one gave them any trouble. He was right to want to be careful, given his on incident. Were she in his place, she might not have been so lucky, and she had to remind herself that city streets were not as safe as the grassy fields of her father's farm. Soon enough, the couple arrived at Marx and Jammy's place. 

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"First time for everything, I guess. Sheep aren't my favorite animal, but I like the wool. Cattle, now there's an animal. Did I ever tell you I once wrestled a bull? Well... not a fully-grown bull, but I still beat it" Kos replied, smiling.

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"I don't know, but you may have a point" Veax replied, setting the book onto a table. He flipped to the first pages, trying to find a section which told him what sounds each note corresponded to. It was very hard to learn this without an instructor.