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Sargon finished cleaning up the pizzeria then changed into his nicest clothes. Going outside his pizzeria he brought a bottle of spiced wine simply due to his love of alcohol. He flew up and saw Anna's aspect blocking an elf's pass.

''It's that damn elf and, Anna? No, an aspect.''

He flew towards her aspect and Vorrinor's army. A wedding can wait, he thought.