[center][h2]Edric[/h2][/center]

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[i]How could we be so stupid?[/i]

Edric and Azamor thought as one, their temporarily-unified mind running on one track. 

[i]Our sword.[/i]

It had been foolish, they realized, not to have their sword on them. More than foolish, idiotic. It was difficult for them to discern which of their thoughts were Azamor's and which were Edric's, but it seemed as though those fragments of oneness that belonged to Azamor blamed Edric for not having the sword, and Edric's fragments were defensive. After all, it was an International Expo, not the open road. It seemed silly to carry around a sword. 

[i]Stupid.[/i]

It was a good thing that Azamor had convinced Edric to keep their dagger on them. There were demons in the dozens around them, but they ignored most of them, single-mindedly heading toward the rental locker where they were keeping Edric's sword. Those that got directly in their way were quickly felled with savage precision, mostly courtesy of Azamor's countless years of experience with all manner of weaponry. 

Both would be more comfortable with a sword in their hands. Once they got the sword, they wouldn't need to maintain the Duality. 

So they kept moving.