Thal scoffed at that, scuffing one bare foot against the arid ground. He gestured roughly with the metal barb. "You ever take a look at all the tempered you've surrounded yourself with? I've seen the tempered Sylph in the Shroud, the Ixal - they're all the same. They're slaves. They only care about serving their primal. Family? It's nothing to them. I may not know that family of yours anymore, but I sure as hell care enough to call you out on leading them to that kind of fate. It's enough to make me wish I could go back to them, to protect them from you."
"Song dogs barking at the break of dawn, lightning pushes the edges of a thunderstorm; and these streets, quiet as a sleeping army, send their battered dreams to heaven."
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