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[Cerce]

Cerce chuckled. The chuckle turned into a very deep, booming laugh. He turned to the crowd and said: "A testimate! Ah! Do you see, people? Do you see? I am a threat! They run afraid! They dispurse at mere words against there kind! Run like the fiends you are, I say. It is all the more fun for a chase! I will wear this mark with honor. For Cerce Eugene Tentones is hereby branded a staunch enemy of the X, and a great threat!"

Cerce then cut the watchman down, and pointed to the crowd.

"Let this not serve as a testimate that this is what will happen to you when you stand up to these... people. This is what happens when you fight him allone. This is why we must band together, we must stand up to the X. Because when it comes to defeating a group of people, it takes a group of people.

"Do not be affraid to stand up to men such as the one who killed this watchman. We must fight, with all our might, and soul. For if we let this display of gruesome demise get to us, if we let him win because we are too afraid to die, then are we not just as afraid to live by being in fear of death? Will we let this man die in vain, and let these assasins run amock? NO! I say we take the fight to them."

Cerce signalled one of the men from the crowd. "You, get the head Watchman. You, get the corroner. And you, send the word out: Cerce Eugene Tentones will not back down, will not quit, for as long as X is still a factor in Kiwike. For even in death will I not stop my quest against them. Why? Because they cannot kill hope. They cannot kill justice. They cannot kill life! Long live Mavenholm! Long live Cerantia! Long! Live! KIWIKE!!!