"Yeah, yeah..." A dark man with colourless hair appeared near her, or rather, was sitting on one of the jagged rocks formed as the natural consequence of the earlier attacks, looking down at her with dead eyes, "I apologise if I'm offending your majesty and all that... Seeing as my Master is more interested in fiddling with furballs, I thought I should show some initiative myself... It's... It's like torture having to see all their shit every single waking moment."
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Fate/Fisted
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