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"Humph… I don't like your expression, you're thinking about what can an old bag of bones like me even do, right?" Sarferato asked as he raised an eyebrow as he looked at Dale
"I… Won't lie… Your condition isn't the best." Dale replied as he scratched the back of his head
'He is the very definition of old... The fact he can still stand is paranormal in a sense.'
"I may look like this but don't forget, I was once a Division Commander! The one in charge of the frontlines!" He said as he smacked the bottom of his cane against the ground
"Only the Commander himself and that pesky mage could do anything to me… Perhaps that snarky archer if she had enough distance, but I be dammed if I ever gave her that."
"... The others... Were certainty a bother to deal with but only in specific situations." He said with a scoff
