Sorell rode slowly, wincing from the wounds. His horse plodded steadily, keeping him at the back of the group. He had not yet asked Calad his question, was still trying to find the courage.
He watched Nayru and Collete ahead. They seemed to be getting quite pally.
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*HALBERETH* *DIAGONA*
I'm back! *Kicks computer* stupid thing for breaking down.
Miss me? Didn't think so...
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