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Reinhard:  "If I’d made one wrong move, I don’t know what would have happened. Those three… Especially that last one… The thought of them makes my blood run cold.” There was no false note in his remark, even though he had subdued such a tremendous enemy with a single kick. He was offering heartfelt admiration for his opponents’ strength and skill. Reinhard was one who could sincerely praise the strength of others without hesitation, without showing any pride in his own abilities. That was what made him—
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Vincent:  Vincent interrupts, having sat himself in one of the guardhouse’s poorly hewn chairs. "And what do you plan to do next?" It was just a crude, wooden thing, yet from the way Vincent occupied the seat, it suddenly appeared to be a storied piece, a legend. The atmosphere felt less like a little shack and more akin to a throne room now—such was what it meant to truly be the ruler of Volakia. Vincent calmly crossed his long legs and looked at the three dumbstruck knights. "You have procured my person and even evaded several of the Nine Divine Generals. Do you intend to continue sowing chaos and confusion in the empire, using my life as a shield? Or perhaps you wish to destroy my nation."
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Julius:  “If we were clever enough, we might be able to manage it, but then we would wind up on the chopping block, and I’d like to avoid that. If there must be a tragic turn, let it be in the middle of the story, not at the end.”
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Vincent:  “Hmph. A most erudite way of putting it.”
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Julius:  Julius didn’t intend to follow the old precedent quite so literally.
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Ferris:  “We’d better be in our best shape, then,”
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Ferris:  “Julius, let me look at your injuries; I’ll treat them. You too, Reinhard. Don’t worry, I’ll be done in a jiffy.” He took Julius, who was feeling newly inspired, by the sleeve and sat him in a chair.
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Julius:  As instructed, Julius rolled up his shirt to reveal the painful-looking wound on his side, which had been inflicted by Groovy. He also had a seemingly endless collection of cuts from battling Cecils.
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Ferris:  “Geez… Can’t believe you can look so calm with wounds like these…”
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Julius:  “One of the first things you learn as a knight is how to put on a strong facade. At no time must a warrior appear bereft of his confidence and poise. So long as he stands before that which he must protect, his will must remain unbroken.”
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Ferris:  “Yeah, yeah, very noble and everything… There, that does it for your external wounds.” Ferris tended to every one of Julius’s injuries, and no sooner did he feel the warmth of the blue glow than all signs of them vanished from his body.