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Durza walked down the street silently, he was on the look out, the hunt, looking for Bounts, Hollows, or anything that was worth his attention. He adjusted the giant sword on his back and continued walking. He made sure not to be seen by the Humans, if he did it could cause complications. The sound of the beads in his hair chimed together as he walked, hoping that the sound would attract something. He sighed and as he reached a fork in the road, his handsom face slowly curling into a face of displeasure. "Now where too now Klaus" Durza said to his sword, his voice carried a mix of different accents that he aquired during his times living in diffrent countries for over 400 years.