[As reluctant as those of Dorchach were to leave their walls, the last thing they needed was to get caught on the outside with the guard and their collared war Monsters. Fang leaps to the side as the arache flails blindly—also granting Asura a clean path forward, should he want to bowl into the thing.]
Give it your best shot. I'll take it down, don't you worry. [He isn't the only one grinning fiercely.]
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Give it your best shot. I'll take it down, don't you worry. [He isn't the only one grinning fiercely.]