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	"This is the nursery, where the young are raised. That there is one named Jeffry. He seems to have taken a liking to you." The woman says, appearing behind Llyndriel. The maggot continues to chirp happily, before it curls up into a ball around the woman's feet when the cave's rumbling starts. Holding up her hands, the rumbling halts. "It'll take far more than Gram to collapse this place." She says, smiling. She then sniffs the air. "Oh dear...Gram went and got hurt again. Big lug is a magnet for violence and trouble..." She says, before blowing what seems to be glowing green dust into the air that snakes off into the cave leading up towards Gram, and the others.

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	"...Fine. You win, under one co-" Gram starts, before Micheal's shadows wrap around his arms, and legs. Slowly, Gram turns his neck to look at the dragon-sorceror. His face, a look of someone who was annoyed. "I'm going to give you twenty seconds, to undo these bindings, or a cave in will be the least of your worries." He growls, as what looks to be green dust floats over to Gram, wrapping around his midsection, transforming into bandages. "Hmph. Figured she'd heal me up only half way...wants me to stop fighting..." Gram growls, obviously displeased at this. He looks back to Khaine. "As I was saying...you win, under one condition. You drop your little vendetta against Emerald Eyes over there..." He says, nodding towards Maka. "And, you let me teach those kids about war...trust me, I think I'll be able to do better than what you could..." Gram states. "You've lead demons if what I'm guessing about you is right..I have led men of normal flesh and bone. I know the effects of war on the mortal mind..." He states.