[Static. When sounds begin to come through, they're few and far between, the clank of a sword against bone. At one point it drags against the pavement so hard that there's a deafening scrape, like fingernails against a chalkboard. The groaning in the background is bestial and very obviously not human.
There's a voice that hisses between teeth.]
Damnit, Jo.
[A frustrated huff before the noises and the static returns.]
There's a voice that hisses between teeth.]
Damnit, Jo.
[A frustrated huff before the noises and the static returns.]
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