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... ra's narrow alleyways, arms crossed. His crimson eyes scanned the street without moving.
"How long are we gonna wait?" Varian groaned, slumped on a nearby crate. "I'm itching to punch someone."
"We wait," Daemon replied flatly. "William's from Velmira. He said he'd bring us something to wear. We blend in, or we get caught."
"Tch. Boring," Varian muttered, folding his arms.
The old pirate scratched his salt-and-pepper beard and gave a disapproving grunt. "Tsk, tsk. ...
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