[Icarus01]

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I nodded my head slightly at the Elyos as I was introduced wondering how this situation.

Scared for Bebbit I realized the ranger has smelt the stench of magic that undoubtedly polluted the area from my weaving earlier proving that I was ether an exceptionally well paid bodyguard or in fact not one at all but my curiosity rained over me to find out more about the pale skinned angelic race that as an Asmodian I was suppose to fight tooth and nail to destroy.

I quickly knelt beside Bebbit ready to defend myself and him if the situation turned ugly.