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Casey looks behind the pair and squeaks, her face going pale.
Kol and Gab start to turn around, but are interrupted as a pair of heavy hands land on their shoulders. The towering fey leans down to their level, sticking his face between them and grinning.
“Hey, hey, hey! What’s this now? I hope we're not starting the fight already?” A chiding “tsk” slips between the jagged zipper of his grin and he sighs, “I can’t be having my guests harming one another, you see...”
“Mr- Mr. Argus, I presume?” Casey says, trying to smooth things over. “Noooo, we were just… practicing, you know, for the match!”
“Were you now?” Argus lets the question linger for just a bit too long, staring at the binder from behind his glasses. He stands up suddenly and claps, his voice becoming chipper and bright. “Well then, be careful! I have a reputation as a host to maintain! Guests fighting one another would totally ruin the vibe we have going on!”
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