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*seeing the blade find a new home in the back of Mourdor's neck/head/helmet (??????no block/counter?????) he makes it to the shack, tossing away a few pieces of lumber then finding an antidote, drinking it swiftly... he winces heavily at the taste, but smiles as the curative energy of the antidote purges him of the poison.. after he feels them gone he starts to search for a potion.. just as he does though he notices Mourdor starting toward Soul.. turning around he runs to get between them*
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I am the Thornn in your side.
The Matrix has you.
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