[Still, it doesn't occur to the shade to try and form words. Instead he glares, facelessly, at the stubborn, shortsighted creature, then moves the shadows of him down around all those crossbow bolts, and draws all the shadow back, leaving all those dangerous things in unnaturally bright light. Drawing attention to the reason it was important to take this man out in the first place, to the thing he saved the beast in front of him from, the shade considers this eloquence enough.]
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