[ he'd thought he'd seen her. the swell of people and the din of their voices made it difficult to track her down, but giorno persisted and was rewarded with tracking her route behind the main thoroughfare. the price was a broken arm and a cracked skull, though none of it his own: anyone who tries to stop him or got in his way as he made his way towards saber was summarily disposed of. giorno has no time to stop for frivolities, repeal or not.
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giorno steps into her view quietly. ]
Saber. That looks terrible.