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Zidane smirked as he watched the two grunts charge twords him like mad men. 'They obviously don't know who they're messing with.' He thought to himself, clutching his daggers tightly as he waited for them to "attempt" to make a move on him. He was pretty quick so it wasn't like he couldn't dodge most if not what all of what they threw at him. Zidane was also a master thief so he looked at this as a way to make some quick gil for himself so he could get some food in the next available town as well as a bed to sleep in. "Lets see what you thugs have." He said in a cocky tone.
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