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Vandemar is eating something. This is always unpleasant to watch; the rat in his hands is quite dead, its skull crushed, and only half of it is there in any case. Either he caught it somewhere there was no AV field, or it doesn't work on rats in any case.
Croup spreads his hands wide. "Milady Door? Messire marquis? We know you're here. You have not left the Nexus, because it, with its Anti Violence Field, is the greatest sanctuary you could hope for.
"But remember, my lady, we know where your sister is. Ingress, was it? And we know where the new Warrior Richard Mayhew is. And neither of them are protected by anything of any consequence right now.
"Now, let us conclude our business somewhere with no field, shall we?"
He smiles. "For everyone else, a question: What is your favourite food?"
There is, from over Vandemar's way, a loud crunch.
Croup spreads his hands wide. "Milady Door? Messire marquis? We know you're here. You have not left the Nexus, because it, with its Anti Violence Field, is the greatest sanctuary you could hope for.
"But remember, my lady, we know where your sister is. Ingress, was it? And we know where the new Warrior Richard Mayhew is. And neither of them are protected by anything of any consequence right now.
"Now, let us conclude our business somewhere with no field, shall we?"
He smiles. "For everyone else, a question: What is your favourite food?"
There is, from over Vandemar's way, a loud crunch.