[His lip curls when Jace comes into few, an odd mix of disgust and satisfaction. Dude looked pretty gross, but... Hey, it was the kind of gross Zack was familiar with. He snorts and lifts his own weapon, a black scythe, over his shoulder before giving the other man a challenging raise of his brow.]
Why don't we just cut them down? You already got the party started -- why waste time now?
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Why don't we just cut them down? You already got the party started -- why waste time now?