[It's a sound that had him freeze. He'd found his way out of the Marsiva, he'd hoped, as this was a new ship interior, or at least a brand new hall.
His defensive stance lowered when Castle rounded a corner into view. Shovel Knight... needed a minute. This man was the strangest bard he'd ever encountered.]
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His defensive stance lowered when Castle rounded a corner into view. Shovel Knight... needed a minute. This man was the strangest bard he'd ever encountered.]
...Are you well?