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	Crickets. In the distance, crickets could be heard chirping. Granted, nowhere near the ongoing fight; there was simply too much in the way of crackling fire and shouts from most of the parties involved, but the crickets which were not so close to the battle were singing their song to the foggy, full-mooned night. Most importantly, wherever Guard 1 is and whatever he's up to, the crickets don't seem to care very much. 

[i]<chirp chirp>

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[@Dragoknighte] [color=ff6c5c][b]Marita[/b][/color] is up. Good luck.