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"I think you'd be dedicated enough to keep phighting for that hammer of yours, hm?"
"I wouldn't say so if I were ya!"
"—Quit the teasing, you silly bitch!"
Scythe proceeded to step on the warden, letting out a soft laugh.
"You won't just quit, would you?"
The warden let out a low grumble, admitting to defeat.
"Fine then, I forfeit."
"Now that's the spirit."
Scythe grabbed Banhammer's jawline, her slick fingers trailing to his chin just to lift it up.
"You're lucky I spared ya this once, really. Just this once. I won't let ya free like this ever again."
The criminal leaned down to kiss the taller on the lips, snickering quietly as she dusted her hands and let go of the warden.