Dykoria looked the newcomer over, and smirked.
'This girl looks like rubbish, and she looks suppicious, if she tries anything, then i will slit her throat.' Dykoria thought to herself. She made eye-contact and glared at her, and the newcommer did the same.
"Who's that?" The girl asked Hreeza.
"Ah, you ask about our arrogent Ranger, Dykoria." Hreeza gave a slight chuckle.
"I asked you what your business was here, tell me!" Arawil demanded.
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I hope I could sleep in the cradle of your love, again
Cry for me, somebody, with dry eyes
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