A Short Trip South Part 5

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/Shuaaa…/

As the mist receded and the outline of the man became stronger, Dale slowly opened his mouth to speak.

With his patience nearing its end, he only wanted to sit down and enjoy his trip to another country as he relaxed in what would likely be an overly luxurious seat.

Maybe eat something as well.

So he only spoke what was on his mind:

"Leave." He said without beating around the bush

What else was he supposed to say?

Good morning? Try to reason with him to leave peacefully?

Someone who stole his place deserves no respect, and he'll give him none.

Try to act peacefully and 'civilized'? He was no pushover, there was no need for that.

He didn't need to play with words in fear of bringing forth a counteraction from this strange man.

Violence leads nowhere? Human history is written by their blood.

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/Push!/