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"I don't care. You've been nothing but a trouble and a burden since you got here. And judging by the smell, you ate the rabbits I was going to experiment on later. Enough. I'm going to get this over with, and you'll have to put up with it."

 

Wilson raised his voice to the skies above.

 

"RUSTLUNG! I know you can hear me! Come out here! I'm ready to decide!"

 

"Hey...no need to shout to the heavens, Mister Higgsburry. I am no benevolent god for you to beckon to."

 

Rustlung appeared behind them all.

"You are in so very much trouble, Vilsig. Do not think that leeching off of the darkness of my soul will save you from my blades. Wilson, you're picking an odd time to find new friends."

 

Wilson nodded, a rather grim look on his face.

Rustlung laughed.

 

"Not very good at speechcraft, are you? Try that again. I am no mere shadow demon like you, Vilsig. I am so much more. I could end you with two well-placed slashes. Rustlung is my name. Remember it well. You have not earned the right to nickname me."

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