<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf0000">"Well, what a crybaby." Odin mused, as he and Alexander sheathed their blades at the same time.<br/>
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"... Let's go, Odin." Alexander said in a rather low voice. "Might as well eat, though I want to spar with someone soon. I'm getting restless."<br/>
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Odin nodded, turning back into the hat and landing perfectly on Alex's head as he headed indoors. "It's the energy influx that the recent deaths have done to some of the spirits."</span>