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Ha. You cant take a Noble. No Tier Four singlehandedly could.
I don't care who your daddy was. Royal blood is meaningless to your strength.
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Ha. You cant take a Noble. No Tier Four singlehandedly could.
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Mierno:
Spar me, then. Guarantee you wouldnt last 10 minutes.
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Mierno:
I wasnt trying there, nuts and bolts.
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Mierno:
I could quite litterally end you.
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Mierno: you seem really agitated. Everything ok?
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Mierno: o-kay, someone's tempermental.
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Mierno:
*puts a hand on your shoulder*
Techi works better alone. Its best we let her handle this. She is Tier Five, after all.
???: *it merely bounces off me*
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???:Techi's appearance outranks your threat level. You will be dealt with, in due time.
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???: *turns to you*
.... as it would seem, you are the only real threat, here. If I were to bring you to Aeron, our efforts would be increased a thousand fold...
*takes an offensive stance*
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*nods, and turns my attention back to the creatire*
???: My Lord demands that I take one of your group back with me. Will it be you?
Mierno: you'd have to kill me.
???: *narrows my eyes*
An unwise decision. You will feel pain in its truest form for your insolence.
Mierno: try me, mister medieval.
*they clash, sending impressive energy signals out across the dimension*