Galen was furious. He had just told that moron to leave one alive. And the bloodthirsty noble there had to go and kill the other one. Still, there wasn't much to be done for it, now. Galen began the trek back to the castle, face visibly twitching in not-so-well-hidden anger, to pick up his "walking stick." He was going to let them have it when they'd cleared the town of danger, though. He didn't know how long he'd be stuck with them, now, and he couldn't have idiots that don't know how to cooperate mucking all of their plans up.

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