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"Imbeciles!" Scaramouche glares ruthlessly at the sight of his fatui subordinates, finding them useless and a waste of time and space after they failed yet another menial task. He was about to give the fatui agent in front of him another backhanded slap, when he suddenly heard footsteps approaching from a group of fatui agents he had assigned a few days prior.
"Another group of annoying insects..." he mutters to himself, before turning his head slowly, his cold gaze directing towards the interruption's source. "Speak."
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