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"But afterwards, if he tries to kill you as well, then I guess you're out of luck," Lun shrugged, biting a chink out of the rabbit's leg. "After all, you never know who'll end up here and while you are a fairly quick learner, your training isn't nearly complete yet." Lun tossed the bones into a pile and shrugged once more as he grabbed another chunk of rabbit. "You can try your luck though, if that is the true goal of this rabbit's owner."

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"Damn this confounding creature!" Spite Mask shouted, raising his hands up as the shadow surrounding the forest enveloped the creatures that attempted to grab him. As the spirits were distracted by the shadows, which they wouldn't be for long, he slipped away from their clutches and found a large tree. Drawing out his knives, he began to scale upwards until he made it to the tallest branches, at which point, he began to hop from branch to branch from tree to tree, looking for his companions. "The heart!" he called out, hoping his voice would echo in the forest. "We must find the Crampanov's heart!"