<span style="font-size: 15px">Fear. He knew that it sounded more like an excuse to any of the ‘Others’ and he’d be lying if he didn’t think that is was one also. True it was in human nature to be wary of the unknown. Despite their innovations in both technology and living, the latter could be up for debate, they were a young race compared to the spirits and ancients of the unseen realm.<br/>
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Wroth in his drunken state had thrown off all sense of personal space and proceeded to sit next to Tomoe and wrap his arm around him in a ,buddy buddy way, “hehe What can I say my sis makes a mean ass drink. Alchemists can make all sorts of useful crap….. Just don’t piss Legion off.” His warning though still in a drunken joyful tone, had some strange ominous weight to it. </span>