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[CrimsonMoon]

" It's decayed... Duh," she murmurs softly

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"Hey, don't be smart," Cecil muttered, looking over her shoulder.

[CrimsonMoon]

" It's better than being stupid," she counters, smirking. She starts out toward the valley, pointig into the grey smog that rested at the bottom," The Temple of Decay is probably in there,"

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"Is it safe there?" He asked, looking around, "It doesn't look like it."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Of course not, but you're riding me, so it'll be safe for you atleast," she chuckles

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Cecil frowned, "Oh, well...do you want my sword?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" Nope," she smiles and trots down, slidin on the loose pebbles and slowly gaining speed

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Cecil's arms tightened around her waist and he sighed, "Okay, if you say so.."

[CrimsonMoon]

She chuckles softly and breathes in deeply,"... It smells like disease here, can you smell that?"

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"Yes, it's gross," he muttered, wrinkling his nose.