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"Ugh...so this is how you play...no matter, that rest completely recovered my HP and MP."
The Sword 4 Hire then reels his legs towards the sky and catapults himself back on his feet. Brushing off the dirt and dust, realizing that he has not been hurt he walks over to Black Thornn.
"You all right? I owe you one...if you ever need my help it won't cost ya anything..heh heh..."
He then turns around after thanking the soldier that had saved his life and walks towards the ungoing battle. He trots over to Soul and stands by her, still watching Mourdor's every action.
"How's Alexander holding up?"
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and for now the tired soldier sheathes his sword...
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