Once the guns were holstered and Devil was holding both the Socialite and their bag, they headed out of the marsh. Occasionally he would hear more things and he'd let out another buzzing growl of warning. He couldn't very well fight off anything when encumbered like this, but he could warn off the threats for now.
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Eventually they reached a cottage at the edge of the marsh. It was one of the larger ones in Watchmaker Hill, large enough to have a second story. The outside had many fungi and some of the hardier plants that had proved capable of living in the Neath, and there was a pond off the side with several silvery fish in it. It overall looked like a very cute, quaint, picturesque place to live.
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Eventually they reached a cottage at the edge of the marsh. It was one of the larger ones in Watchmaker Hill, large enough to have a second story. The outside had many fungi and some of the hardier plants that had proved capable of living in the Neath, and there was a pond off the side with several silvery fish in it. It overall looked like a very cute, quaint, picturesque place to live.