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[color=#736AFF][b][h1]Ranbu no Izayoi[/h1][/b][/color]
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Izayoi sat. She listened. When she had the opportunity to get a word in edgewise, she acted. She remained where she sat, putting her sword in her lap. The blade left its sheath. She moved...

...and bonked Rudolf on the head with the scabbard. 

[color=#736AFF][b]"Foolish boy."[/b][/color] She sighed, returning blade to sheath and both to her sash and sitting back down. [color=#736AFF][b]"That was for putting yourself so horribly at risk with such an ill-thought out decision."[/b][/color] The Mystrel intoned, looking and sounding more concerned for Rudolf than anything else. [color=#736AFF][b]"I cannot condemn its utility, especially after saving several of our lives repeatedly. I can only tell you to keep your own well-being in mind with further uses of the demon's strength."[/b][/color]

A few more moments passed, with Izayoi seemingly having nothing more to say regarding the matter. 

[color=#736AFF][b]"Now, dinner, anyone?"[/b][/color]