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"But," he started, tilting the player's chin up with the tip of his sword. "Every ruler has their downfall eventually." The Watcher smirked at the player, a triumphant glint in his eyes."While that may be true, we don't rule." The player leaned back, kicking the sword out of his face and, faster than the blink of an eye, held the Watcher at bow-point. "We protect."The Hermits are not my characters. Set in Season VII.As the title and cover says, this is fanfiction. I do not own the Hermits nor do I write for them. I write about the characters they present to us on screen.When the writing feather got bored, she rewrote her first official book ever. (plz dont look at it)…