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The celebrations after the two armies had united and they’d beaten a god really seemed to hit everyone in the strangest ways.
He’d had beer in his hand, a good mood in the air, talking to someone (Leon?) about something. The next second one of the younger ones from that green haired kid’s army had stumbled their way over, clearly having drank far too much in his celebrations for his level, and nearly threw himself at him.
Saber grunted in surprise and threw his arm up between them, pushing the other off him and his mouth far away from him. “Woah, easy there lad.” He grumbled, ignoring the snickering coming from next to him. “Think you’re a bit outta your league here, kid..Should head your way back over to your friends.”













