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Without your help, of course, Deacon.
I was a fool to grovel at your feet, begging for your assistance, you knew that, you knew I had the answer right there the whole time, and you let me go forth with the knowledge in your head.
I knew you had answers, but I didn't know where you kept them, to think you kept them on me...what a silly billy I was...
...Though...do you think it was enough time? No. I still have time left, and you aren't gone yet, I know it. I'm going to find you, Deacon.
You won't escape the Lingless.