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How could he be so stupid? What kind of bodyguard was he? He had left Farah to fend for herself while he had been swept away by hatred, and blinded by the will to fight.
"Yeah, drop the sword."
Cassius did so immediatly.
He watched Farah with a painfully concerned expression, until the figure he had been fighting grabbed his weapon off the ground, and Cassius turned to the man to give him a snarl. "Nice great sword... I think I'll be keeping this." He turned his body to the man and looked like he was about punch him, but hearing Farah yelp stopped him.
The figure calmly approached Cassius, although still seemed wary of the tall man, knowing that the blonde was an Elite.
One of the figures holding down Farah spoke, "Let's take take 'em to the fields Athalos."
Cassius heard the rattle of bird skulls as his hands were grabbed and tied behind his back with a length of rope. He made a tisk sound as the rope cut into his wrists, as if annoyed. He looked up and gave Farah a smirk, and a wink. It was his attempt at trying to keep the girl from being scared- even though the situation had already spiraled out of his control.[/fieldbox]
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