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*Crosses my arms and watches the crowd, looking around as well for any inkling of something else going on*
*Through cheers, the city gathers to feast and celebrate, clearly following a socioeconomic order as the warrior team gathers at the choice cuts and head, a scaly white, ancient beast the size of a man, followed by aristocrats and trailed by the poor, who get the worst cuts and organs*
What are we just standing here for? Let's have the best meal of our lives!
*Rushes over and takes my place with the rest of the infantry*