You. You fiend. You shall not lay a hand upon my beloved, nor shall you speak to my sister in any manner. Come, you dog, and draw your blade if you dare, for your days are numbered. The eighteenth bell at the clock tower. Come and fight, if you are a man and not a beast, unless you are too scared to.
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I wish you didn't have to fight like this.
Fortune favor you, then, brother.
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