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Groovy:  He yells and shouts loudly enough to distinguish himself even among the colorful ranks of the Nine. "That’s the emperor, all freakin’ right! Knows how to give a man a compliment!” Groovy exclaimed, smoothing out the fur on his face with both hands, looking closely at his opponents.
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Groovy:  “I heard you iced Balleroy, you pricks. Let me tell ya something—he was a good man. Laughed too damn much, and I always thought he was too thin for his own good… But he was a good man.”
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Julius:  “We offer you our heartfelt condolences on his loss,” Julius said. “But we beg you to hear what we have to say as well. Master Balleroy’s death raises a number of unanswered—”
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Groovy:  “Don’t try ’n’ talk your way out of this! I ain’t even listening, pissants! Mogro!” he barked, exclaiming a word Julius and the others didn’t recognize. But they soon discovered what it meant.
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Ferris:  “Eeeeek? !”
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Julius:  “Ferris? !” Julius spun toward the shout to find Ferris floating in the air. No, not floating, exactly. His foot had been grabbed, and he was hanging upside down. The new assailant seemed to be a brownish-mineral humanoid construct who had appeared from underground. No sooner had Julius registered the impression than he connected the dots in his mind. Volakia was home to a wide variety of demi-humans, including many unusual bloodlines unknown in Lugunica. Among them were a people called the Steelfolk, who had minerals in lieu of flesh-and-blood bodies. One of them ranked among Volakia’s Nine Generals. And their name was…
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Julius:  “Mogro Hagane!”
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Mogro:  “You know well. Very well. Frightening.” Clods of earth fell from the massive being, who stood nearly nine feet tall. Their entire body was made of metal, except the joints, which appeared to be green gemstones—or perhaps something similar to magic stones. They looked like a giant stone doll made by something inhuman. But the intimidation radiating from Mogro was no different from what Groovy gave off; it was menacing and powerful.
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Julius:  It came from underground…completely avoiding Ire’s and Alo’s patrols! Underground, one could approach without being detected by the elements of wind or fire. Mogro’s sneaking abilities had caught them completely unawares.
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Ferris:  "H-h-help meeee!" Ferris cried, dancing in the air. Mogro looked strong enough to crush the demi-human’s slim form in their hand. Julius and Reinhard would have to get the boy back before that happened.
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Julius:  “Groovy Gumlet and Mogro Hagane.” As Julius tried to concoct a strategy.
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Vincent:  “Sending numbers Six and Eight of the Nine Generals is a poor way to retrieve one’s sovereign.”