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TOR: Sorry, I... chicken delivery?
TOR: No! Potion! Dragon!
TOR: We need a potion to make dragons go away!
WARRICK: Why? Who are you?
SILVER: We're friends of Kiela! She sent us!
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WARRICK: Is she going to blow something up again?! Why does she want to blow up a dragon?!
WARRICK: AAAAAH!
TOR: No no no! Not blowing up. Just a normal, non-blowy-up dragon-be-gone potion.
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TOR: Please accept this chicken as payment.
WARRICK: Payment? Oh. But... chickens have no place in a lab full of unstable concoct--
