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Julien reflects on a previous fight with the now dead rebel leader, Thjazi Fang.
"Perhaps he just felt particularly silly standing over a corpse, when months previous he’d struggled hand and foot against the orcish man– pinned to a wooden floor, swords clashing in the night, blood pooling from a split lip time and time again. Their respective muscled frames fought and fought, and continued to fight until they’d eventually separate in heat, fervor and ferocity. Some nights they’d scrape against death, and others they’d scrape against each other. Those nights– foolish, heated nights, haunt the knight."