She sighed again and nodded. “Sure, I’d appreciate it. Lost my weapon in the fall as well. I can fight without it, but it will be easier with a tank.”
She glared to the top of the cliff before kicking a loose stone. “That petty asshole. I lost two rift rewards with that bag. When I get back, I'm going to challenge him to a duel and break even more bones than you did.”
The armored blood mage looked back at the cliff and said, “I don't think you went that far. They came and immediately tried to force us into not just leaving but popping our recalls because we didn't immediately roll over. f**k that. And f**k them. If I had known he’d do that, I’d have snapped his stupid neck. Let him heal a broken neck and be out of the rifts for a month.”
With a heavy sigh, she finished, “Let's go.”
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