Nocturne Summit chateau lobby #4

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Even the faintest of flicks of a fly's wing would have been heard in the silence that Pyro summed himself into. He froze, he held his breath, and he hoped for the best. His cover was terrible, and he hadn't even thought about masking his scent. Terrible mistakes, horrible terrible mistakes they were, and all of it made him vulnerable.

He was soon found by the other, whose snout tracked him down to the bushes from which Pyro jumped out as soon as he realized he couldn't hide anymore. Wait! he barked, consumed by fear of being eaten. The other guy was huge, tall and broad, probably even more so than Vassago, and he was clearly pissed off. Please don't eat me, sir! I didn't mean to steal your food! he begged as he took a few safe steps backwards.

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