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"Hmmm... so you're an assassin then? Well, I guess you will be most useful here. Do you have any means of dispatching undead creatures. You see, this is the kind of adversary we have been fighting most of the time here, aside from our unfortunate friend who was possessed..."
Vinoh turned once again to Attrah's remains, a sense of powerless rage growing in him. They were getting picked off one by one. Sure, new people were joining them, but were they as dedicated to the cause as he and the rest of the originals were?
Looking at Sexodus fingering the scar on his chest, the mind mage got some semblance of an answer. Turning back to James, he eyes him appraisingly.
"As for my scanning of your aura, you'll understand that it's hard to get straight answers here. So, what does an assassin, if that is what you are, want with the Tomb of Velix? Honestly?"
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