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"Well, it just seems that we are out of the picture, doesn't it?" Del waved his hand in the general direction of Maen. "Look at them. Maen and Crystal is off examining some cracks in the wall, your serious and silent chum Ferethor stowed himself and Atharen in some corner talking in low voices, and Roryn is busy trying to divert the librarian. Well, what are we doing here?"
Aelimur was about to answer thoughtfully, but Del spoke first. "And your pal Ferethor is a strange chap. He and Atharen drew blades against each other about an hour ago, and now they look like they have been comrades for ever. He opposed the adventure into this building from the start, yet he doesn't look like a skulking coward. I mean, that's strange."
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