*Vaseraga holds out his hands between Horus and Lecter, still laughing.*
Vaseraga: Calm, friends. We are not enemies, and nobody else shall see the book. Zeta will fetch it for me, and we will both be off out of your hair, agreed?
*He looks between Horus, Lecter, Jillian, and John, waiting for an answer from one of the four.*

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*Zeta shakes her head, which she regrets cause her neck still fucken hurts, so she weakly tries pulling her neck armour back a little bit more so she can breathe properly, which she fails.*
Zeta: Even if you tried to save me, he'd kill you like he would me. Just help me standing and hopefully I can sway some people to my side.

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*Eustace sighs, and steps even closer before using his hand to gently push Sasha's blade away to the side. He then crouches slightly to get a better look at the hole in her stomach. He keeps his placid face placid, and sighs.*
Eustace: Lie down.