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In the ashes of Dol'Nur, two trackers were on the hunt. Perhaps ironically, the trail of their prey had gone cold in the volcanic wasteland.

"I'm sure it must be near" said one of the demons in female form. "I think... hey wait, are you hearing me?"

"What?" the demon in male form asked, caught off guard. "Oh- yeah!"

"...are you having second thoughts on your looks?" she asked. "I told you, that armor is for females, and you would look ridiculous in it!"

"Bitch, I'm fabulous" he answered. "I rocked this look before, and I rock it now. It's just that losing that body made me think. Wouldn't it bebetter, to use armor?"

"We are using armor" the demon in female form said, as she pointed to the chainmail bikini and small metal bits that failed to cover most of her body.

"ACTUAL armor" the he-demon said.

"Pfft. You lose a single body, and you get all worried. Leave armors for mortals! We don't have to worry about it!"

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Commission for Anonymous Deviant