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His frown only deepened and he turned away with a short nod. "Right. Let's go get supplies."
He frowned at her, his expression unsure. "I feel like there's something you're not telling me."
"There's something wrong," he said with a small frown. "I can see it on your face."
He noticed, his suspicions confirmed as he raised an eyebrow at her. "What's wrong? Seriously."
"We can start towards Maragar," he said, putting the large back of loot into his bag. "We should get some more supplies, though."
He followed her, shaking his head slightly. "I suppose.."
He didn't seem completely convinced, his brows furrowed. "Did I frighten you?"
"Yeah, I just.." he shrugged with a frown. "I don't know. Something seemed off."
He felt something was off, frowning slightly. "June, is everything alright?"
He allowed her, his eyes closing and shoulders relaxing slowly.
"I'll protect you," he said with a frown, taking her hands. "I promise."
He frowned at her, raising an eyebrow. "What? Of course you'll make it back to the farm. You can rely on me, you know."
He closed his eyes, hugging her back. "Looks like we got some coins with the box. You could use them for the farm, right?"
He nodded slowly, sheathing Oblivion again. Leaning into her touch he exhaled slowly. "Like I said. A little rusty."
The announcer closer up the loot in a bag, stepping down and giving it to Zerras. He wiped off his blade before turning and heading back to June....
He looked up at the announcer fiercely. He had a bloody nose and lip, and yanked his sword from his opponent. The announcer was watching wide eyed...
The orc kicked him in the stomach, sending him back into the dirt. The orc got up as Zerras groaned, lifting himself shakily as he regained his...
The orc brought his fists down heavily and Zerras moved out of the way just in time. He was like a blur, grasping the orcs upper arm and sliding...
Zerras exhaled slowly as they opposed each other. Zerras had his sword drawn, the orc had a sort of battle axe. They circled the ring, eyeing each...
He nodded, turning to the ring as the last match ended. He stepped up, drawing his sword with a frown. "I'd like to challenge the champion." The...
