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Marcus takes another long drag of his cigar and again lets out a big cloud of smoke from his lungs. He addresses each question in order.

“Hey Meri.” He waves.

“I carry it everywhere. It’s my weapon of choice and it weighs beyond your reckoning. This damn thing, cuts down whatever I swing it at.” He chuckles.

Marcus lastly looks at Lina, his horse trots toward her.

“You don’t look so bad yourself. What’s your name, ma Lady?”