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0_cloud strife_0 Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2010 11:42 pm
No sleep
No sleep until I am done with finding the answer
Won't stop
Won't stop before I find a cure for this cancer
Sometimes
I feel I going down and so disconnected
Somehow
I know that I am haunted to be wanted .
/ 
Maarick turned his head to look at her, he could feel the uneasiness to her. A calming breeze came from him and surrounded them. This was his calming effect releasing. Every breath taken would calm her down but considering how much she was worried. This would not get rid of it completely. Maarick then turned and walked into the room to the foot of the stone and looked over to Beatrix. " Yes, it is here you shall die......and it is here you shall begin anew. " He told her as he lifted his hand and motioned her to the table. " All you need to do is lay down." Maarick told her with a slight bow.
 Lilith The Celestial wake
They say....
That I must learn to kill before I can feel safe
But I
I rather kill myself then turn into their slave
Sometimes
I feel that I should go and play with the thunder
Somehow
I just don't wanna stay and wait for a wonder
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 12:03 am
What a shame we all became,
xxxxxxxxsuch fragile broken things,
A memory remains,
xxxJust a tiny spark,
xxxxxxxI give it all my oxygen,
XXXXXXXXXto let the flames begin,
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXOh glory...  ~+~Beatrix~+~ 
Beatrix felt the wind around her and it did help calm her nerves a bit though not all the way. She gave Maarick a slight nod and walked up to the the table. Her heart pounded her her chest as the fear ran through her body. How badly will this hurt? she wondered. How long will I be out...and what if I don't wake up? she her hand through her long back hair. It then fell to her collar were she ran her fingers along it for a few moments. I do want this off..I want to be free.
She inhaled and exhaled before she laid down on the table. She found her self look up at the ceiling for a few moments as she went over and over her options in her head. She was terrified of what was going to happen but if they really did think this was the best way then she was willing to do it. They have saved her life over and over again, why doubt them? Trix closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath.
. 
Somewhere weakness is our strength,
And I'll die searching for it,
I can't let myself regret, such selfishness,
My pain I know the trouble caused, no matter how long,
I believe that there's hope,
buried beneath it all.. [
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 12:06 am
Selael
The Pyromancer Selael stood back after entering the healing room and watched. He couldn't help but feel that this death and resurrection business would be... Interesting. Who knows, it could get him that much closer to the Flame of Life. He simply sat and observed with a frosty glance of inquisitiveness, waiting for the grim deed to be performed...
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 12:48 am
No sleep
No sleep until I am done with finding the answer
Won't stop
Won't stop before I find a cure for this cancer
Sometimes
I feel I going down and so disconnected
Somehow
I know that I am haunted to be wanted .
When Beatrix laid on the table Dadrik leaned down, his stair almost emotionless, but this was a guise. Something She could most likely see through. He was terrified of this. He didn't like that she had to be put through this but...it must be done for her. Dadrik leaned down as he put his hands on both side. "It will all be fine....you won't see what is going on out here...but you will feel it...." He said with a deep breath afterword. Dadrik closed his eyes. As he did, Beatrix's did as well. He was putting a image into her head, keeping her mind always running. This image was one of a happy scene. Something to preoccupy her.
/
Maarick shifted his body to where she saw the side of him, his head turned toward her. The wind forming in his hand turning into his scythe. With a quick sound it appeared in his hands. His eyes met with Beatrix's before her eyes started to close from Dadrik. Maarick looked away for a moment, breating in and out. "Now Lilith." He said as he quickly turned his head, lifted up and over his scythe, impaling Beatrix though the chest and even through the stone. He then closed his eyes as an emerald haze came to his eyes. "Animus Curator." He said as he opened his eyes. His eyes were pure white, but the haze around his eyes stayed his emerald color. His eyes seemed to widen as he saw what he did. Her body was a mere shadow to him, but her soul was completely visible to him. It was not only wrapped in spiritual chains, but it was hitched by spikes. This spell really didn't want to let her soul go. This man had to be truly cruel to do such a thing. As she took her last breath though finally Dying, the chain's binding her flickered for a moment. In that moment the scythe vanished from her chest, and ended in his hands. With a quick strike, he went right through the chain's shattering the chain's that anchored her soul to the collar. At that moment her soul started to float upward. Maarick took a step back, brought his scythe to the side of him, then let loose another strike horizontally. Straight through her soul. Breaking the chains that would bring her soul back for even more torment. Before it floated off any more, Maarick reached out grabbing hold of it. A power surge came from his chest down though his arms and into the soul, disitigrating the spikes in beded into it. Maarick then moved his hand above the soul, keeping it from rising. He looked over to Lilith and nodded. The hole in Beatrix's chest started to heal and her blood started to flow again. Maarick then pushed downward with the soul till it met her chest, then forced his hand downward. Pushing it into her body. A white aura started to come from his hand. "lock." He said as it spread out around her body then faded away. Dadrik then started to open his eyes and backed away from her but not that far. He bent over a bit more to grab the key that was in Beatrix's hand. He brought it closer till he finally put the it in the key hole and twisted it. The Collar unlatched and he lightly lifted her head to take it off of her. As he held it, it was engulfed in black flame burning it to nothing.
Lilith The Celestial wake
Lilith heard her brother speak and reached out her hand with both hands and focused on her. A light blue haze came to her eyes as well, but also it seemed to engulf Beatrix's body. Healing her at the moment Maarick Nodded.
They say....
That I must learn to kill before I can feel safe
But I
I rather kill myself then turn into their slave
Sometimes
I feel that I should go and play with the thunder
Somehow
I just don't wanna stay and wait for a wonder
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0_cloud strife_0 Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 1:38 am
What a shame we all became,
xxxxxxxxsuch fragile broken things,
A memory remains,
xxxJust a tiny spark,
xxxxxxxI give it all my oxygen,
XXXXXXXXXto let the flames begin,
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXOh glory... ~+~Beatrix~+~
Beatrix found herself looking up at Dadrik for a moment before it all happened. Her ears lowered and faint smile appeared on her lips as she listened to him. She could see through his emotionless mask. At least I'm not the only one here that is feeling this way..she thought before her gaze shifted to Maarick. When their eyes locked only for a moment she she knew then that it had started. She closed her eyes as she heard the rush of his wind forming his scythe but then her senses started to fade before and she drifted into the image that Dadrik had created for her.
She found herself looking up a clear blue sky and for a moment she watched the clouds roll by. She then felt a hot pain in her chest making her cry out and grip at her shirt. She rolled over on to her side panting and gripping on to the long green grass she was laying in. She closed her eyes tightly for several minutes until it finally stopped. Trix laid still for a few moments whimpering but then she realized how light her body felt. It didn't feel as though she was attached to anything but she felt rather cold.
She slowly stood up and stumbled for a few moments. She sniffed the air and picked up the faint scents of lilac. Her ears lowered as she looked around. There was only the long lush grass that stretched for miles. Trix felt as through she was in a sea of green. Though she was the only one there, she didn't feel very alone. Beatrix fell back on to the soft grass again and let out a soft sigh. "This isn't bad...but it would be better if you were actually here." she mumbled quietly.
Trix shivered and curled up in to a ball. She reached up and touched the collar around her neck. Even in her dreams it was there. Though this time if felt different. While Maarick was fixing the break it, the metal was started to crack and chip away. Then under her touched it broke. As Dadrik let go of her mind the ground under her shattered like glass and she started to fall into darkness. Trix landed on something solid and then she quickly felt the warmth of the blue aura from Lilith around her body. Her shivering had stopped and she felt heavy again. But the there was something else. She felt the rise in the temperature.
Trix's eyes flew open and she gasped for air. It felt as though she had been under water for so long. She rolled over on to her side panting, trying to catch her breath. Her deep green eyes shifted between the others in the room. Trix then laid still for a few moments and let out a soft groan. "You weren't kidding when you said I would feel it.." she said as she laid on her back. Beatrix reached up to touch the collar but nothing was there. Her eyes widened and she quickly sat up. Tears started to fill her eyes and slip down her cheeks. "Its really...gone?" She couldn't believe it. She looked up at Maarick and smiled at him. Trix opened her mouth but couldn't find the words to thank him.
Trix reached up to whip away her tears but found no wetness as if they dissolved as soon as they started to fall. Her body temperature felt so much warmer than normal but she wasn't sweating or anything. She then felt something very wrong. She tried to get up from the table but she fell to her knees. Bursts of flame appeared in mid air around her and fell to the ground. the small orange flames danced for a few moments before the start grow into a full circle around her. The colors of the flame quickly started to changed from orange to almost a pure white.
Beatrix' eyes widened when she saw the color of the flame and felt the intensity of the heat coming from them. She started to panic which made the flames grow larger and spread across the floor. Beatrix covered her mouth and watched in horror. how did this happen? She didn't understand. Beatrix tried her best to tame them like she would with her normal flame but when she reached out they singed her own skin making her quickly pull back.
.
Somewhere weakness is our strength,
And I'll die searching for it,
I can't let myself regret, such selfishness,
My pain I know the trouble caused, no matter how long,
I believe that there's hope,
buried beneath it all..
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 2:24 am
No sleep
No sleep until I am done with finding the answer
Won't stop
Won't stop before I find a cure for this cancer
Sometimes
I feel I going down and so disconnected
Somehow
I know that I am haunted to be wanted . 
Dadrik smiled as Beatrix came to. "Hey you ok." he said but didn't get an answer from her. She seemed to be in her own thoughts about the collar being off. But he was halfway wrong. When she got up to walk around, Dadrik was about to move around the table and help her, but she went to quickly, falling to the ground. As he was about to reach her though, the flames sparked all around her. At first they hit him with no effect, but when it spread to the ground and turned a near pure white, Dadrik crossed his arms infront of him to block it. He was pushed back as his arms started to get singed. His sleeves on his coat were being incinerated. Dadrik's body then flickered and he was farther away, next to his brother that moved as well. " A white flame? Seriously. This is what was hiding beneath her. The rarest as long as one of the purest flames? Only....Solstice ((Not the prince from the other RP)) has that I thought." Dadrik stated on as he was baffled. He knew here fire would of been held back and wanted to get out as well as her not being able to control it...but he did not expect this one bit. Who would of known she was able to go this far. And trapping it inside her, would of only made it worse in the long run. Clearly, it did. The collar as well as the chains binding it would of eventually been incinerated off because of this. "We have to stop it, before it kills her." He said as his body was engulfed black flame. But instead of the temperature rising, it was freezing. He forced his fire to flow outward. His first attempt was pushed back by the white fire. He pushed out again as it started to swirl around but the white fire quickly ate out his black flame. It helped just a bit though, the icy fire started to wear down the white fire. "Maarick....dr...drown it out." He said forcing his hand's outward , falling to one knee. At that moment, his black flame enlarged and engulfed both the white flame and Beatrix. It started to harden or more like crystallize until the black flame seemed to be frozen around her.
/
Before Maarick came back to the normal spectral, He saw something radiating around her. 'wait...is that... no.' Maarick thought. He closed his eyes and his aura died from them. But everything seemed to be normal for the moment. Until she tried to get up. As she fell and the sparks and flames began. Maarick backed up out of range. "s**t.....it is." he said as the flame began to get hotter and hotter. Changing color as well. When the flames shot around on the ground, Maarick's body flickered and he was farther away from her. "Yes, we have to...and fast." He said as he stepped back a bit more as Dadrik fought flame with flame. Both the black flame and white flame were highly rare. Only a few over centuries upon centuries were known to have them. They both had they're advantages, but in this case, a out of control white fire could burn faster and hotter then Dadrik's fire. Though the intense cold of his would prove useful.
When Dadrik fell to one knee while engulfing his fire with hers, then crystallizing it. Maarick waved his hands up at that moment. Before Dadrik even spoke. But as his brothers words begged him to drown it out, the wind started to swirl around the Crystallized black flame. Which by now started to crack and break. A funnel like suction made the oxygen in the tornado like winds flow outward. Once the Flame bursted from the black crystal. The flame stared to push itself outward as if it was trying to escape the oxygen less vacuum. But he spread it out till there was nothing for the fire to burn. This would make it die down...but in if he didn't stop it at the exact moment, it would leave Beatrix drowned out as well.
Lilith The Celestial wake
Lilith's eyes widened as it started to unfold. "oh no." She said in her soft voice. Her body flickered and she was well far away. Letting her brothers take care of this situation.
They say....
That I must learn to kill before I can feel safe
But I
I rather kill myself then turn into their slave
Sometimes
I feel that I should go and play with the thunder
Somehow
I just don't wanna stay and wait for a wonder
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0_cloud strife_0 Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 2:47 am
A country cannot simultaneously prevent and prepare for war.
Either war is obsolete or men are.  ~+~Levith Vii Azure~+~ 
Levith smirked as he watched Eve become interested in the trump card that he spoke of "there is one thing that is common among the Azure family, and that is we always have a trump card to play" he knew the Head had a trump card that could bring the Royal Blood to there knees and even could bring those three if he thought them worth his time, but he wasn't going to depend on him to defend his lands to the East so Levith had made insurances that they would have the power to rival any who threatened them.
He than smiled at Eve wanting to erase any doubt in her; as there is one thing Levith has learned throughout his life and that is no mater the odds anything is possible. "I remember when I was young, there was a battle I feared I could not win" as he spoke he kept his face clear of emotion "but my Old Master gave me these words that day" he closed his eyes as he cleared his throat "Never talk defeat. Use words like hope, belief, faith, victory." he laughed slightly as he opened his eyes "few words that speak the truth"
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 5:36 pm
Selael
The Pyromancer As he watched the death and resurrection occur in succession, the Pyromancer simply watched in what could be an inkling of fascination... Although said inkling was barely detectable, he saw the collar be removed from the Fox Girl. He sat back and watched, noting the strange flames that were suddenly conjured... This was an unforeseen contingency.
As he watched them all frantically dance around the flames, he stood there and didn't do anything. He'd likely be scorned again for doing anything to help, since he was just a Pyromancer... He did think for a moment that he could choke the fire with smoke, but it'd likely choke everyone else here. Even if it didn't choke everyone else, there's also the possibility that, the fire being associated with these freaks, there was some super powerful unbelievably idiotic strength to it that would prevent it from being snuffed out except through the power of the heart or some nonsense like that. He simply let the scene unfold, he simply let the freaks handle it... It wasn't his problem anyway. Though his apathy toward the situation may be particularly off-putting, unfazed by the fact that she would likely be killed if it weren't stopped... Though everything so far, as far as Selael is concerned, has followed a pattern of being completely illogical and making little to no sense. He'd best let the others handle the nonsensical, only letting out a soft grunt of wonder.
"Hrm."
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 7:18 pm
What a shame we all became,
xxxxxxxxsuch fragile broken things,
A memory remains,
xxxJust a tiny spark,
xxxxxxxI give it all my oxygen,
XXXXXXXXXto let the flames begin,
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXOh glory... ~+~Beatrix~+~
Beatrix felt as though she was out of control. She couldn't control her flame and the flame was getting hotter by the moment. Her clothing singed under the heat and she felt the stinging of her exposed skin as it started to burn. The heat was too much for her to handle. She couldn't hear Dadrik or Maarick over the roaring of the flames. This is what Beatrix had feared. With out her collar it couldn't be under her control. Though she didn't think that it would be like this, not this hot, and the flames shouldn't be this color. Why is this happening?
The then felt the coolness of Dadrik's flame and looked over at him through the tall flame that surrounded her. She watched his flame work at hers but it wasn't' long before her flame started eat away at his. Her eyes widened when she watched him drop to one knee. I don't want to hurt anyone...I just want this to start. She thought. Trix hugged herself and tried her best to calm herself, knowing that it was her emotions that are making this worse. She then felt a suction of air and her flame stared to die down. Trix found it rather difficult to breathe so she held her breath and lowered her body closer to the ground. Soon the flames struggled to stay alive and then they were nothing but ribbons of smoke with chard remains. Beatrix laid on the floor with her eyes closed. Her whole body was trembling uncontrollably with exhaustion. This was really too much to handle in one day. Maybe I should have kept on the collar... she thought.
She opened her eyes and looked over in Seleal's direction. She felt rather embarrassed at her lack of control in front of strangers. She had never learned to use her fire freely. I must seem so pathietic...I can't even control a bit of flame without my collar...Her gaze shifted to Dadrik and then the Maarick. and I've damaged their home...
.
Somewhere weakness is our strength,
And I'll die searching for it,
I can't let myself regret, such selfishness,
My pain I know the trouble caused, no matter how long,
I believe that there's hope,
buried beneath it all..
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 7:35 pm
No sleep
No sleep until I am done with finding the answer
Won't stop
Won't stop before I find a cure for this cancer
Sometimes
I feel I going down and so disconnected
Somehow
I know that I am haunted to be wanted .
Dadrik lowered his arm's and started to breath heavily. This took alot out of him. Her flame was strong even without her control. "I....I'm glade we..co..uld save her twice today." He said as his eyes slowly closed and he fell to his side. He was still breathing hard.
Maarick quickly stopped the suction when the flame gave way. Just in time for her to take breath once again. Hopefully the flame would not start back up once she did. That would put them in even more danger. Although Dadrik was halfway out cold and breathing hard, Maarick seemed to be fine, even after conjuring that amount of wind. His head turned to his brother then to Beatrix. "It seems your a bit more special then you thought you were." He said to her as Lilith quickly walked over to Beatrix, sitting down on her knees and putting Beatrix's head in her lap.
Lilith The Celestial wake
After Dadrik fell to the ground Lilith Gasped alittle. But she knew her brother would be fine. He was resilient. But Beatrix wasn't used to how powerful her flame actually was. She ran over to her side quickly. "Foxy!!" She yelled as she made her way to Beatrix. When Beatrix was in her lap she Raised her hand. Water started flow over her hand, making a thin layer. She started to run her hand at the area's that were singed by her own fire. Her skin started to return over the burnt area. " It will all be ok." She said with a smile and tilted head.
They say....
That I must learn to kill before I can feel safe
But I
I rather kill myself then turn into their slave
Sometimes
I feel that I should go and play with the thunder
Somehow
I just don't wanna stay and wait for a wonder
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0_cloud strife_0 Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 7:38 pm
Selael
The Pyromancer Selael had an idea... But it was already taken care of. He shrugged lightly to himself, adjusting his robe and preparing to move out.
"Well, now that is done with... I'm supposing we move on."
He lay back against the wall, adjusting his hair and pulling up his spell tome, reviewing it for the next time some other contingency. Perhaps next time, interrupting the actual casting of the spell, accidental or not. Perhaps if the flame was assimilated into another one and shot off elsewhere where it can't get any fuel... Though, such speculation was for later. There were things to take care of.
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 7:54 pm
Well, if it's not real
You can't hold it in your hands
You can't feel it with your heart
And I won't believe it
Eveline Valdigraph 
Eveline listened to his words and gave him a smile but it actually held warmth to it. "Your master is rather wise..but at times...it is hard to hope up all of those..after so long. You forget about them. " she stood up from her seat and walked over to the window. She looked out at the garden belows. Her smile faded and she let out a soft sigh. "I don't know what your trump card really is or what it would do but...I still have some doubt." she shook her head and let out a soft sigh. "I know of your family and their history....I have no doubt that they are powerful nobles. The top nobles in the kingdom but...I have my doubts about going against the Dav'ion...they are such a powerful force. They aren't even human..or any creature that you or I have ever seen before." She turned around and leaned against the windowsill. "During my years of schooling...I have done a bit of research of the family...they have a rather long and terrifying history. Their father destroyed their kingdom thousands and thousands of years ago....since they share the same blood...there is not telling what they are capable of. "
 But if it's true
You can see it with your eyes
Even in the dark
And that's where I want to be
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 9:11 pm
What a shame we all became,
xxxxxxxxsuch fragile broken things,
A memory remains,
xxxJust a tiny spark,
xxxxxxxI give it all my oxygen,
XXXXXXXXXto let the flames begin,
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXOh glory... ~+~Beatrix~+~
Beatrix's ears twitched when she heard Dadrik's voice and then the sound of him hitting the ground. She struggled for a moment to get up so that she could help him but she was too exhausted. She then felt her head lift of the ground and on to something soft. She looked up to find Lilith using her water to heal her burns. She had also heard Selael's voice and a frown appeared. Trix glared at him as best as she could. Doll man..your wearing on my nerves..she thought then let out a sigh remembering not to let her emotions get the better of her.
She hated feeling so helpless and weak. She was tired of always having to be saved by them. Beatrix slowly sat up on her own. "Thank you Lilith." she said with a small smile. She was relieved to have her around, she had such a comforting aura about her. Her head was spinning and her body felt rather heavy after having the sudden burst of flame run out of her. Even with the collar off she was more of a burden than with it on.
Trix looked over at Dadrik and her ears lowered. Is breathing worried her, and how much he seemed to put out to save her from burning away looked to have taken a toll on him. She slowly got to her feet and walked over him. Trix knelt down next him and slowly reached out and placed her hand on his cheek. "Will Dadrik be okay?" she asked in a soft voice. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to for this to happen. It just started and I couldn't control it..." she shook her he head. "How could that even happen? My fire was never that strong..not when I was a lot younger. " Trix looked down at his coat and frowned. She hoped that it wasn't his favorite...it seemed to be beyond fixable. She gently stroked his cheek, she didn't want to push him this far. "Perhaps taking of that stupid collar was a horrible Idea.." she mumbled. "If I knew that it was going to do that I would rather it stay on."
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Somewhere weakness is our strength,
And I'll die searching for it,
I can't let myself regret, such selfishness,
My pain I know the trouble caused, no matter how long,
I believe that there's hope,
buried beneath it all..
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 9:32 pm
Selael
The Pyromancer
Selael continued to adjust his coat, looking at Beatrix with his continually cold, unchanging stare. He wasn't actually thinking about her in any mocking sense... This emotional outburst was something that he saw as typical of anyone else, particularly a fire user... A lack of self-control was evident in essentially everyone he met, as far as he was concerned. He turned back to the way they came, seeming rather anxious to get on with what they needed to do... It was paramount. He seemed to look down upon the need to lick their wounds and recover with disdain, seeing it as a waste of time, and each show of concern, thanks and remorse were also equally a waste. However, he knew that his current companions would hear none of it, remaining silent until he got a response of whether they would be moving out.
He continued to flip through his spell book, breathing in and out, each inhalation taking two seconds and each exhalation taking the same amount of time. He then thought about the glare Beatrix shot him, but then dismissed it. "Another typically overemotional reaction." He began to dislike his company more and more, hoping for the day they'd finally get to the bottom of who ordered the King dead and finally get the feather back to Aden.
The goal was the most important aspect. Selael kept his head on his shoulders and remembered that fact, deciding to ignore the barbs that would be given to him by the current company he kept.
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