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"𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂?"

𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒉 𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕.

Your head whipped around in fear. It was Gortash himself, here to make an appearance and probably make a scene with Duke Ravenguard after his scouting.

"𝙊𝙤𝙥𝙨."

" '𝒐𝒐𝒑𝒔'? 𝑵𝒐𝒘, 𝒏𝒐𝒘, 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒈𝒐 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝑻𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒍 𝒈𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒖𝒑𝒔𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒏." He said as he forcefully turned your body around with his gloved hands. He was surrounded by The Fist, you too, now.

Everyone's eyes are on you.

"𝙐𝙝" your voice cracked "𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧, 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙪𝙝𝙢. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙗𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤 𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙂𝙖𝙩𝙚."

"𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚, 𝒂𝒎 𝑰 𝒏𝒐𝒘? 𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕? 𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒕, 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒖𝒅, 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒅𝒂𝒚. 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆. 𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒏𝒔" his tone was condescending towards you, and his body turned to the crowd to finish his speech

"𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅. 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒍 𝒆𝒏𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒔. 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔, 𝑰 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒓 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏-𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒕." His hands rested on his cane and he stood confidently.

"𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒌, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆 𝒅𝒐, 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒅𝒐, 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆!! 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑮𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑!!" he finished with a fist curled towards himself.

Only a few people cheered. A few scowled at you, and the rest clapped in uncertainty. He must be used to this pathetic display of attention. He didn't look embarrassed. Any attention is good attention.

"𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙩? 𝙄𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜?" you were fucking stupid. Big mouthed idiot.

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