pain elementals can jog now

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“I mean, I was gonna shoot this spiky black ball-looking dude coming at me, but then I realized he’s not coming at me, he’s just out for a run. How would you feel if you went out to get your cardio and some green armored brother strapped with a plasma cannon came up and popped you like a zit, Zed?”

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“Then I saw little Samuel. I’m thinking, y’know, seven-foot tall robot, middle of Hell, bunch of demons, and with Argent energy and sorcery books? He about to start some shit, Zed. He’s about two hundred years old, he’s too old to be reading books. If you ask me, I’d say he’s up to something. And to be honest, I’d appreciate it if you eased up off my back about it.”

“Or do I owe him an apology?”

“Those were good shots though.”

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