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“Today was the day to win again, Javlei held his axe in hand he had killed many people with it he didn't care that he had blood on his hands. He had won the STEDFARST races every year so far by being ruthless butchering other racers as he went.”
― Charon Lloyd-Roberts, SCATHE

“After the new information had been sent out and everyone knew what was going on, Onmvar and Herilda went back to working but what happened next surprised them the most unlikely person to walk through their doors did, Jevlei Onmvar looked up “What brings you here?â€� Jevlei simply shrugged “I want to become a trainer.â€� he announced what!? “Who are you and what have you done with the real Jevlei!â€� Herilda shouted “I am being serious.â€� but Onmvar and Herilda were not taking this whole thing seriously at all.”
― Charon Lloyd-Roberts, SCATHE

“That's a lot of people...â€� Firfed remarked before Zapharn gave his two cents on the news “Looks like things will be interesting this year...â€� Zapharn said as he folded his arms Revaarn agreed, Freignla was just amazed in general. “Ever wondered how Jevlei has reacted to this?â€� Zapharn asks Revaarn “No, not really.â€� he admitted.”
― Charon Lloyd-Roberts, SCATHE

“Upon seeing the third and final table I realized that most of the people listed would most likely be dead, or come out of these qualifying races with severed limbs of as Revaarn liked to say 'Loose a limb no problem, it'll be amputated and replaced with a robotic one.”
― Charon Lloyd-Roberts, SCATHE