[Remy wondered how hot hell was, and if he could take some fire retardant clothing. After this he was sure he was going to find out. Christ, getting a kid to kill... that's a low for him, but it was better than seeing her get killed. As Wanda looked back at him, Remy forced a smile and a nod of his head as he swung into action, cards out, charged, and flung towards their targets.]
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