
"I never had use for welcome at your side, Cypress." The Duskwight smirked. "I sought to help you when it was permitted, but if you wish me gone, then I will leave you alone. Have a pleasant afternoon."
K'ile Tia finally sat up, holding one arm fast to his chest, shivering in obvious pain. Still, he glared at Thal's retreating back. "I hope the Amal'jaa... bah." He stood and turned toward Cypress, looking for the Duskwight he'd caught only a glance of. He was prepared to snap at him with words and violence, but the Duskwight was nowhere to be seen. Confused, K'ile turned his gaze about. "Where'd that old elezen go?"
K'ile Tia finally sat up, holding one arm fast to his chest, shivering in obvious pain. Still, he glared at Thal's retreating back. "I hope the Amal'jaa... bah." He stood and turned toward Cypress, looking for the Duskwight he'd caught only a glance of. He was prepared to snap at him with words and violence, but the Duskwight was nowhere to be seen. Confused, K'ile turned his gaze about. "Where'd that old elezen go?"
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