Poke the Bear and Die

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The Archdemon of Sloth

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"Would it be justifiable for me to if I poison you for this?"

Lune's eyes were fierce with determination as she said in a steady, low-pitched voice. "I need you to answer my questions, brother-in-law."

"Do you have to do this, though?" He pressed his lips together as his gaze glanced down at the stick wedged around his throat.

He adjusted his voice in a soft, patronizing tone that would sound from someone Lune could trust. "I can answer your questions calmly if we could just sit down on the couch face-to-face."

Sloth wasn't sure if it was effective but Lune's response had been cool.

"You attacked me first. This is self-defense." Lifting her chin in a challenge, she added a-matter-of-factly. "Don't poke the bear if you don't want to die."