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The trio is up to no good, as usual, and as they're gathering up everything into the obligatory loot-bag, Ceryl's fine sergal-ears (or it might be Siril's fine elf-ears) pick up a noise. It might be nothing, or it might be trouble. Constant and Siril are definitely ready for the latter.

(sergals remain (c) Mick39)