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Here came the madness. It reared its massive head, prowling the battlefields, slinking through death and decay in search of its next victim. Although sometimes it could be found elsewhere - in cheerful lands of meadows and plains - for the most part, Hybrid suspected that Gabriel's madness was lingering somewhere blank and hollow. It had been waiting; now it was allowed to roam free, if for a time. Hybrid's smirk widened at Gabriel's words and the prospect of allowing their combined madness to accomplish something great, something terrible. He remained silent for a few moments, as if contemplating his words. They both knew what his reply would be, but there was no reason he could not pretend to be thinking the proposition over.


Hybrid shook his head, watching as Gabriel stood up. Hybrid followed, rising to his feet in silence. He scratched at the sand with his paws, taking a few steps back, then forward. He was itching to move, to find their prey. "Shall we find a wolf, then? I'm sure there is one relatively close to the borders. Close enough — there always are." He shrugged inelegantly. There would always be wolves and they would always be their prey. Not for consumption, but simply for hunting. They existed to be killed, mocked, and maimed. It was Hybrid's duty to see that such was done.
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