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- "Where did you send Torchwick and Neo?"
- "Oh, you figured it out?" Unlike the Greycloaks on the stairs, the Mage seemed content to boast. "Their work was done here and they were called away. We've not had the best luck infiltrating locations and they're particularly good at it."
- My eyes narrowed. "Where?"
- "You think I'm just going to tell you? That would be rather stupid."
- It would, but then I was counting on his arrogance. "I guess you're not very confident you'll beat me, then," I mocked. "Don't tell me you're exhausted from making a bigger portal for those two? You can surrender if you want."
- "Tch, you're a mouthy brat. Not that it matters. As you say, you'll die here soon enough. I sent your pretty friends to Vacuo; hope they like the sun there."
- —Forged Destiny [Book 5: Ch. 15]
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