"my my what a strong stench of cigars and beer you have on you" the shadow lord exclaimed.
"I like a good cigar, a nice bottle of Jack, a bad woman, and it’s all perfectly legal right here in Sin City. Got a problem with it?"
not in the mood to fight the shadow lord did something the duke could not, think quick. " no no I am just remarking how it smells like you are having a good time meant for a king."













