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"Nor shall you, boy. I still have wit enough to keep you held fast."
"Ash, look out!"
[coughing]
"Step away from him, child. Over there, in the corner. Quickly, before I lose my patience."
"My burner!"
"I told my daughter she should have killed you when she had the chance."
"You don't look so good yourself. Rough week?"
[coughing]
"The child will refresh me! Then I will have the strength to retrieve my psymond and leave this miserable rock!"
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