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Baradakhus had a relieved look on his face, "Thank a god, Uven! And never say, 'maybe a small bit of happy powder,' because it's never just a small bit, it's always a lot. Where did they even get that stuff? I sure as hell know that I don't have any. First time I used it, what, five years ago?, people told me I went hyper-drive killing people...because...I wasn't having intercourse at the time. And...killing makes me happy. Holy fuck, I'm messed up aren't I? I blame it on the fact that I don't know my own history.

"Luna Zanderfield? I got a contract from some mercenary that I killed that said someone put a hit on her. So yeah, I'll do it. After I off her, I'll go to the contact with the contract and then come back here. And the contract is a pretty penny too...a plus!"

Then, turning to Ara, he said, with another one of his charming smiles, "Want to come with me? See me in action? See some blood, see some death? It'll be fun!" and then, "Oh, and the guy that was following this woman here, was Anrik. You know him, don't you Ara?"