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CHYOA Guru
Verena balls her Fist, her Pale Face and veins still visible."How dare you barge in here and drink my property!" The wealthy man sputters indignantly. "As for these," he gestures to the teeth, "these aren't proof! You could have just taken them from a wolf, or something!" Looking at the size of the teeth, Verena feels that they're far, far too big to be from a wolf, or really any creature that isn't a massive predator, but either the alderman doesn't grasp this, or is actively ignoring it.
She walks close to him and grabs him by The Collar.
"A Wolf?! You think a Wolf gave me A Hard Fight? Maybe I should rip out Your teeth and sell them on The Market as Vampire teeth! I'm sure they would buy it!"