[The very look of the man is enough to unsettle Henry and he holds his sword up, ready to strike or defend as necessarily. He can feel the hairs on the back of his neck crawl and he tosses a warning glance towards Jack.]
Hmph... who is it that we have the pleasure of speaking with, if not Malik?
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Hmph... who is it that we have the pleasure of speaking with, if not Malik?