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Enzeru jumped a few steps back, right into Petra, when he saw the arm of the dead Draconis reach for Amarth. The gunman now leaned against Petra as he looked, mouth gaping open, at Draconis, who grinned deivantly at the rest of the group.
Xyven, who had taken up his usual position in the corner, only shook his head at the whole scene, before taking a seat on the floor.
How the Hell did he? I mean....the blade...o, come on!
It was then, as Enzeru thought, that his gaze wandered to a pile of rubble next to him and the top of a still full liquor bottle caught his sight. Taking two steps over to the pile, Enzeru picked up the bottle and brushed off the demon blood, before tossing it over to Draconis in a high arch.
"Not really sure how you did it, but that whole coming-back-to-life-thing is a neat trick, and I'm sure it takes a lot out of a demon. I'm sure this stuff isn't the usual Hellwater you're used to, but enjoy."
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