Then there was a couple of seconds we both spend staring at each other. This wasn't special at all, because we both know how all would end. I guessed on why to struggle for an unavoidable fate in such a filthy manner instead of the possibility of a mutually convenient agreement. I will do my best to kill you. It's up to you then.
Mercy is a trademark of chevalry, not only from a gentleman, but from a fair player. So be not a mouse ...
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