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Fabine steps back next to Vera. "Seriously stop standing there like a fool. Give me orders or we both die." He hisses, getting irritated. The more time he spent glancing at the Rabins, the more seemed to appear. He growls a bit, holding his knife out at one that was getting too close again.
Vera turned her glare to Destin. "Look, Destin... This isn't the best atmosphere for talking things out. Just come back to the Brom camp and she won't get hurt," she warned, gesturaing to Aya.