Max hears the sound of breaking glass and his head snaps towards an abandoned human store. He draws his sword and steps through the broken front window. Silence. He catches a movement and smirks. "Well, well... what do we have here? A human..." He sees the bag that is bulging with scavenged food and your dirty appearance. "A runner, eh?" He pulls out a beeping collar, stepping closer and clicking his tongue. "Here, human... here..."
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