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Fantasy Imperial Night Army

"Oooh, captain, I like that!"
(Dårlig seems to be enjoying back chatting)
 
(XD)
Anders: -sighs- youre a moron -manages to summon flames and sets his trail on fire- Now THIS is what I’m talking about!
 
Anders: You’re dumb as a rock. -uses flames to create a diversion and he takes a turn-

Rory: -zipping alongside Dårlig, clearly angered, a sleeve of a jacket tied around night his eyes-
 
Rory: -zips past her angrily and grabs Anders/my body by the hood- You’re not going anywhere.

Anders: Eyyy, king Rory, big R, Roy... cmon, you’re not gonna kill someone who used to be your bestie, right?
 
Rory: -grabs him tighter- Let go. Of my daughter. Anders.

Anders: nah, too much fun. Besides if I die again, then I want to die knowing she dies.
 
Anders: What? Least then I’ll know there’s only one Emerald child left.

Rory: what do you mean one left? Evie told me her brother and sister are both dead... at your hand, may i add
 
Rory: but he.. he died at birth

Anders: oh no, he’s alive. Raised him myself. A shame, abandoning your own child
 
Rory: -growls and slams him/ e into tree- why didn’t you say anything before all this?!

Anders: -choking- he.... hated you.... he thought you.... didn’t want him
 
(This is obviously a lie since Erebus had the journal page about his father believing he was dead)
 
a boy dressed in tatty jeans, a black t-shirt and a green check shirt has emerged into the clearing
Dårlig oulls out the sword and at the same time he touches the blade, infusing it with white light
 

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