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Crystal looked at Ferethor in surprise. Someone that she had feared had given back her dagger. She was quite surprised far more then she could even say. A true enemy would have kept the dagger and used it against her in their last and possibly parting battle. He had given it back. What odd things were going through his mind?
"Thank you, Ferethor. Maybe you aren't truly my enemy. We shall see. It shall be more then interesting to say the least," Crystal replied. She leaned back against a tree and closed her eyes, wondering if sleep would even come.
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