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"...But killing her isn't the way to go." There were two men with cards here, but, the one that wasn't Malcolm Swain had just offended them. "How did you get the idea that we were going to KILL her?" As soon as Aurelie finished speaking, she had her sword drawn, and was lunging at the man. "Attendez!" Dianne leapt infront of the man, and parried Aurelie away from hitting anyone. "Restez pour maintenant. Senseless fighting isn't what we need right now." Dianne barked, putting her weapon away.
"We are not here to kill anyone." Dianne said, directing it to Bane and Aurelie. "Everyone needs to find a way to decide this, besides just some savage bloodbath. This is the destroyer for god's sake!"