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The Vice Admiral peered off into the snow, being instantly hypnotize by its pure white glow. It remind him of his days as a kid. At times the island owned by his parents saw a random bought of snow flurry. He was quickly snapped out of trans by Anaru sending a punching hurling across the room. They were currently located on a ship in Drum Island. In a few hours Marxo’s ex crewmate would know peace. It soothed him to know that one less pirate would exist in the world. Especially him. He always hated having to pretend to be evil just to get the man’s undivided attention, The thought sent chills to his spine. 


[color=088a85] “ Couple more hours till showtime. Whaddya say we make our way towards Muron and get a drink while we’re at it . Im quite parched.”[/color] It was about time to head up to the prison and Marxo was getting anxious. If he was permitted , he’d gladly be the man to send Xerxes head rolling across the floor. This thought pleased him more than anything he’d previously been daydreaming about.

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