[Duster lets out a soft, long breath. He shouldn't have been surprised by a fight, though he'd never faced something so clearly demonic and fairy-tale-like in appearance. At least he didn't look creepy.]
And then you'll leave him alone. [He whips out two knives, prepared for whatever the Shadow will throw at him.]
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And then you'll leave him alone. [He whips out two knives, prepared for whatever the Shadow will throw at him.]