Kopo didn't know what was worse in this situation. The fact that his plan had failed, that there was a Drake now puffing smoke in his damned face, or that the onlookers had amassed and begun surrounding him. Outmatched, he quietly muttered a "Twelve dern it..." to himself as he backed away from the increasingly angry group.Â
"Alright, alright, I'm leavin'!" he yelled as he slowly circled around the camp, making his way back to the entrance of the city. Once finally far away from the group of angry refugees, he adopted a more defeated posture, sulking his way back behind the city walls, midst the laughter of those very same Brass Blades that had mocked his superior, moments before. He tried his best to ignore it, but it still found a way to stab its way into his heart.
"Alright, alright, I'm leavin'!" he yelled as he slowly circled around the camp, making his way back to the entrance of the city. Once finally far away from the group of angry refugees, he adopted a more defeated posture, sulking his way back behind the city walls, midst the laughter of those very same Brass Blades that had mocked his superior, moments before. He tried his best to ignore it, but it still found a way to stab its way into his heart.
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