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The Mercenary trots over to Black Thornn...still with the same grin imbedded on his face. Looking up he examines the mighty power of the new giant.
"Heh, heh...what power...hopefull there will still be some meat left on him by the time she's done, and then I'll find my revenge for that jacket he burned."
Sword 4 Hire then digs his Gunblade into the ground and then sprawls himself onto the cool grass. Still looking up at Alexander he says something faint to Black Thornn as he supports his head with his hands tucked up beneath it, acting as a pillow.
"Wake me when it's my turn to play...I gotta rest these shoulders of mine thanks to you, you big brute...heh..heh..."
He then starts to breathe heavy and slowly closes his eyes, oblivous to the battle at hand...
"You...know....(yawn)....I really did love.....that....(yawn)....jacket...."
And he then fell into a deep sleep.
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and for now the tired soldier sheathes his sword...
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