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"Sorry lad, I don't fight magicians."
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I'm not really a magician... Other than making cannonballs, that's the only "magical" thing I do. I'm surprised you think I'm magic, really.
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"You just came from the ground."
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And your point is...
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"Point is: I don't fight magicians."
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I'm not a magician. My friend Wit is, not me. If you'd like, I have a friend of mine who has little to no magic whatsoever.
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"Firstly: I call all magic users Magicians. Secondly, if I see him, then maybe I'll fight."
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I think you've seen him before. Crossbow, his name is.
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"Ah yeah, that guy."
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Yup. Behind all that bone, he is just a guy with a crossbow.
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"If I see him, I'll be sure to fight him."
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Cool. Hey, why are there names on your sniper?
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"Ah, these? They're the names of some friends, and employees. Former employee in the case of Jess."
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Employees? The people that made you a... Cyborg?
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"No, that's another story entirely. I run a galactic PMC, these are the generals that work for me. Known them my whole life."
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Okay. The only industry I've run was crushing skeletons with a mortar and pestle. I hated doing that...
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"Alchemy?"
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No. Brute force