Zita dumped the burned and slashed carcass into the water and watched it drift away. After Argoth had cut open the thing, its second head had shown up, but by then Zita had cleared the jam and toasted the thing. He took out his telescope and looked across the sea. His thoughts turned to Bikanel, and he sighed. He wished for the standard, a random Al Bhed scavenge gone off course and to his feet, but that probably wouldn’t happen. He did spot the standard ship coming in from Besaid, and couldn’t care less for its summoner cargo. He went back to the bar.
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