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"Maybe I would."
Dusty raised an eyebrow. "Us? Do you have a split personality, malicious tulpa?"
Raven nodded. "That's a good song."
I'm looking forward to this. Battlefield in WWI? That's kinda badass.
"Nonexistent. I know this because I watched him beat one of the most indestructible mares I've ever met into a coma last week."
"To stroke your ego?"
"Fine. But know there's a reason he's the bouncer amongst dangerous ponies."
"You're better off against Maya. At least she won't rip anything off. Too bad there's a foal."
"And why is that?"
Dusty gave him another cider. "Mat. You should calm yourself."
"Then you are asking to fail. Now go back to your femdrinks."
"Maybe. But I will not be held responsible for your injuries."
"I'm on the clock."
"No." Azrael straightened himself up.
