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[color=tan]“My friend here needs something from you, Ieddy.”[/color]

Benkei hefted a thick leather bag from his shoulder, unveiling its contents. He was used to quickly paying for his armor to be repaired without much worry, but [i]now[/i] things had changed. His armor looked worse for wear, from wearing it during the dungeon fiasco, to the recent few small jobs he’d taken. It was partially why he wasn’t on the rat job; he desperately needed to get his armor patched up. 

[color=98A9B1]“I’ve been pushing myself too much,”[/color] he admitted, both to himself and Sif. [color=98A9B1]“If this armor gives out, I’m dead.”[/color] And that was another admittance. He was simply a human now; and he lived by human rules. Once he died, that was it, no do-overs, no respawns, no extra lives. He knew he was no good to anyone if he was dead, but his mind wandered to those who’d gone to challenge the dungeon. Were they all dead too? 

Part of him wanted to take a small team to investigate, to look and see if anyone had survived. After all they were badly hurt after their foray into the dungeon; it was only dumb luck and the skill of the party that they’d even come out alive. Could they do it again? 

Not that everyone would agree. After what happened...after all the words were said…

[I]Would Kazuki ever agree to do something so dangerous again?[/i] 

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