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Durzo chuckled at Cains jape, shaking his head as he pulled him up. Durzo was silent as Cain helped him walk down the passageway. Standing up made all his blood rush down to his swollen ankle, which made it throb even worse. Durzo clenched his teeth but didn't make a sound.

"Look at us, two Templar Scouts trudging through hells sewers, one with a swollen ankle and the other with a crispy arm. We'd make a mighty meal for some lucky Demon..." he paused and chuckled as he began to speak again. "well, maybe just you." he grinned and continued to use Cain to support his weight as he limped along next to him. "and not to mention that a pitiful sight like us will be what brings the downfall of the lich bitch and her city of freaks." he chuckled again at his own words.