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| So, Spectre, how *exactly* are we to defeat these foes you speak of? | |
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| Well, you have your razor-sharp claw gloves, some excellent fighting ability, and intellect... | |
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| And I'm a mage. Plus I have this magic scythe, should prove useful. | |
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| I guess you're right. If all else fails, I still have my backup weapon. Screaming and running away like a sissy. | |
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| Ah yes, many a time you've used that mighty weapon on the bullies back in school. | |
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