[He moves slowly, checking along the fences. It's not until he starts to turn and catches something weird out of the corner of his eyes that he realizes something might be up. But how was he supposed to deal with it? That's something that occupies his head for a bit longer until a golden dome shield forms around David, protecting him from whatever might be hiding.]
Whoever you are, drop your spell. It's not convincing.
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Whoever you are, drop your spell. It's not convincing.