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There were two men drinking in an empty bar near Mistral, they were members of a group of bandits, they were discussing what to do with a White Fang camp that had arrived a few months earlier. Steve: Lawrence, do I have to keep repeating it? If we do not stop those damn animals, they'll soon take away all our territory. Lawrence took a sip of his drink as he put his hand on his forehead trying to think. Steve: If we do not do something fast, she will not like it at all. Lawrence: I know, Steve, I know, how about, if instead of complaining so much, you help me think of something, will you? Steve took a deep drink, put the glass on the tab