"You deaf as well as ugly? I didn't ask for your weapons. You can show me you haven't got what we're after in your pockets and get the hell out of here. Weapons included."
She zero's her aim at the forehead of the burly thugs' spokeperson. "But if any one of your boys so much as twitch at me wrong, I promise you, by Ulric and Sigmar, you'll die first."
"Now....turn....out....your.....pockets."
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