"You'd better protect her then, kid," Markov tells Jaque.
[i]I had a bad feeling about this. Can you blame me?[/i]
English
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The train halts to a squealing stop as sparks come from the steal wheals. "This is my stop I should probably get going." Jaque stands up and leaves the train but the dark feeling you feel leave the train. The darkness that pressed up against your skin did not seem evil but just dark as the shadows that assassins lurk in.