human
Miklotov:  Miklotov listened to Goz and observed the dozen or more soldiers with him, all of whom were on high alert. Quickly perceiving the difference in fighting strength between them, he cast a glance at the bald giant beside him and ran his fingers through his own, long beard. "Mm. I should say not. I only hope you won’t be too rough on these old bones."
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Goz:  "Of course. Though, you understand that depending on how this situation develops, we can’t promise we’ll always be so merciful. In the event anything should happen to our emperor, we’ll be sending your heads back to your kingdom without your necks beneath them. Best spend your time praying your knights don’t do anything ill-advised." Despite being at the head of a crew of soldiers clearly out for blood, Goz himself was eminently reasonable.
human
Miklotov:  Miklotov, knowing anything he said might simply pour more oil on the flames, indicated his assent with only a nod, then watched as the Divine General turned his great back on them.
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Goz:  With no further words, but with storming footsteps, Goz withdrew, leaving Miklotov and Bordeaux in the care of several men assigned to keep an eye on them.