We hear yelling from a far “what the..” we walk up and see a dark elf beting a other one with a bat “HEY YOU! WHAT IN HIGHS NAME ARE YOU DOING! YOU DON’T GOING AROUD BET OTHERS WITH BATS! Wait a sec… you are tis one who cast a spell on us! Remove it now and we may let you be
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