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	Ozo watched in awe, as Firebrand and this mysterious knight spoke. However, the mention of a Chaos god worried him. Chaos cared little for good, or the weak, and normally would walk over them as if they were but stones in the street. Law would normally protect the weak, but also at times, trampled them like insects, underneath a tyrant's boot. This plopped Ozo flatly in the neutral good area of morality. Seeking to do good, and only good, be it though law, or chaos. As such, he looked at the knight, and what he offered with hesitant caution. What would this do to his friend, should he take it? What would be-
	Then, he saw the knight. A specter?! A ghost, or maybe, a memory so strong, it was made manifest. Ozo saw the man, and inside, felt some respect for a knight of such standing. He looked to be a man who would do whatever it took, to protect that which he cared about. With this knight there, he saw Firebrand seek to strike down that which the knight offered, and Ozo could only agree with this. Quickly, he moved himself in between the attack, and his necromancer friend. 
	"Stay behind me, friend, lest the blast scorch your skin!" Ozo let out, as he raises an arm, switching to Robo-Ozo, and firing a sawblade into the crest as well, seeking to aid in Firebrand's attack. "Firebrand, I stand beside you, any choice you make here! If destroying that is what you seek, then destroy it we will!" Ozo declared, boldly, as he launched his attack.