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Scire glanced up, reaching or his dagger.

Crimson rose to his feet with a groan, rolling his shoulders. "Wish that dumb horse was any good in here." The Redguard muttered, before kicking his bow up from the ground into his hands. The fine, grainy food felt good. Familiar. Which was nice, given he had flesh eating monsters all around him.

"I wonder what it'll be this time." Crimson said. "Like, do you think we could get lucky, and it's a monster that doesn't have any arms?  Or maybe one without teeth?  Can't eat us if it doesn't have teeth."