[Crush it crush it crush it - he can hear the timbr of Ruin's voice, crystal clear, as if it never left him. His hands twitch, and he almost drops it. He doesn't. He doesn't. This is not a god; he is stronger than this. He sets it gently on the table.]
That's confirmed, then.
[He should ask more questions, details, but he's too busy clutching his hands together.]
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That's confirmed, then.
[He should ask more questions, details, but he's too busy clutching his hands together.]
Maybe you should come get it.