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3a.
Fiet: Did you see that?
Cliste: He moves like lightning.
Fiet: How can he be so fast? It is...
3b.
Fiet: ... Unnatural.

4b.
Fiet: That bastard. He's using magic.

5b.
Fiet: Arayanna.
Arayanna: Little busy at the moment.
Fiet: Listen to me, Arayanna.
Fiet: His left hand. There is some magic emanating from his left hand or gauntlet.
Fiet: That must be the source of his unnatural speed.

6a.
Arayanna: Got it. Thank you.
Fiet: Be careful, dear. This is not looking good.
Arayanna: Yea...tell me about it.

7a.
Arayanna: Ow. Fuck.