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(i wrote this when I was angry about someone calling me an AI for the THIRD FLIPPING TIME on the internet so that’s why she’s screaming internally lol)
Lol, so that explains why Huntress was angry.
Azalea
Huntress sat down on the stones and gave a death stare towards the man. “Now what? You gonna send us all into a pit of doom too?”
The Terror shook his head, “That is not my job. I ask the questions and put those I question in line. Please Azalea, join your friends over there. Don’t look so upset.”
Azalea realized her face had contorted with disgust and rage. She reluctantly settled on a stone and waited for the man to begin.
“My name is The Terror, and Rosalind has already met me. I did not harm her, if you were wondering. As I said, I only require information.”
Azalea glanced at Huntress and Rosalind, then back at The Terror. “We’ll cooperate if you get our friends back, unharmed. Do we have a deal?”
“I can’t promise they will not be hurt. But perhaps I can help you recover them.” The Terror smiled, and Azalea knew he was lying.
“You’re not going to do anything about them. So, I won’t answer any questions.”
“Then worse things will befall you and your friends. I won’t help you, and neither of you are leaving here.”
Azalea had seen this before. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad. “Fine.”
“He sure is a frog-walker, he heaves a big sigh
He only lacks wings for to be on the fly.”@theshadow we’re all very uncooperative lol
Gerald handled that. You don’t question Gerald. (if you know you know)
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