OOC Caspa knocked out here?
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Amy smiled with satisfaction as she felt her fist collide with the foolish dog. Caspa should have known better than to challenge her. Amy was powerful. She had controlled an empire in Europe, and soon would control this new land. She watched the dog's eyes begin to cloud, knowing that the end of this fight was coming soon. The mutt would die.
Amy walked forward, her pace unhurried. Caspa wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. Reaching the dog Amy smiled, enjoying the pain reflected in the dog's eyes. This was enjoyable. Not as good as the information she'd wanted, but still very good. Amy went to grab Caspa's head, planning on smashing it against the wagon. That would be enough to kill the dog. At least Amy thought so.
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