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He lowered his blade until the tip rested on the ground, looking on with a slightly sour expression as Tyeathe climbed the golem. He wasn’t exactly in any kind of shape to follow, leaving her without any support. He stuck the tip of the blade into the ground any used it to take the weight off of his leg.

"We should be able to have that answered once we have them both in chains."