"Aye, that we must." Dolemeck spoke quietly, walking out of the room before Derek. He was unsure of how to feel right now. His main focus was to stop that women, save the sword... and then what? Probably find a dark space to curl up in for a few days.
"I hate Spain." He muttered under his breath as he continued to walk.
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