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"These two look unfamiliar. Where did they come from?"
"Never seen them... Could they be from Howling Fjord? That's so far away that hardly anyone comes here to exchange ideas."
"They're probably newcomers. They don't know the rules at all. Professor Putricide is holding a meeting, and they still dare head for the hall?"
"Yeah. I heard everyone who angers the professor gets turned into materials for Abominations..."
Behind Rhode and Lilia, a large crowd had long since gathered to watch them from a distance.
They stood in twos and threes dozens of yards away. Some carried swords or knives, others wore mage robes; every profession was represented.
They looked idle and rather undisciplined.
Perhaps it was because, as far as they were concerned, the major battles in Northrend were already over. Even the powerful insect kingdom to the east had been destroyed by the Scourge.
Small Alliance forces had landed on the southern coast, but that had little to do with them.
There were naturally others holding the front lines. All they needed to do was keep an eye on this base and let the professor and his colleagues get on with their research into Scourge technology.
So when they saw a pair of unfamiliar cultists arrive and get stopped at the door, they gathered around to gossip.
"That man is just an ordinary person. He's wearing a mage robe, but there isn't the slightest surge of mana around him. Are we taking just anyone these days?" A mage looked displeased. "I feel like the average fighting strength of our Cult of the Damned has dropped again."
A warrior shook his head. "Heh, you just can't tell, can you? The man really is useless, but that girl with the twin swords... tsk, tsk. I'd say