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*Telamon grabs his sword from its sheathe, sharpening it with a large rock. His hood pulled up over his eyes. He finishes sharpening the weapon, and lifts it up so it reflects the sun, his wings twitch with pride* Telamon: Perfect sharpness. I wonder how 1x would feel about it...? Oh, forgetaboutit they're just a virus... what would THEY know?