[If it had been mentioned before it's my bad and not Dylas', so we'll just say he didn't catch on until now. Sh.]
Then...how the hell do you think it was me?! I don't own a blade, I just have my claws. Doesn't something seem wrong about this to you? I don't...if it were me...they'd have been slashed, or...or they'd be missing something.
[He has a sick feeling in his gut about something, though. There's one more thing that isn't adding up to him.]
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[If it had been mentioned before
it's my bad and not Dylas', so we'll just say he didn't catch on until now. Sh.]Then...how the hell do you think it was me?! I don't own a blade, I just have my claws. Doesn't something seem wrong about this to you? I don't...if it were me...they'd have been slashed, or...or they'd be missing something.
[He has a sick feeling in his gut about something, though. There's one more thing that isn't adding up to him.]