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"Damn him....hey Black Thornn...stay put for a second..."
The Mercenary sprints towards Black Thorn, leaping into the air and landing on his shoulders...
"You don't mind do you..heh heh..."
He quickly leaps off of his shoulders and into the air following Mourdor into the heavens
"Time to clip this Mockingbird's wings..."
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and for now the tired soldier sheathes his sword...
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