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	The two stop fighting, Rinack's arm in Hunger's mouth, and Rinack's staff about ready to be smashed into somewhere it really shouldn't.
"..Fine." Hunger says, from around a full mouth, as he spits out the undead sorceror's arm. Rinack gets up, and cracks his neck.
	"Well, shall we get off to murderin?" He asks, with a wide smile.