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[color=orange][h2][b]The Arena's Holding area, Alvion[/b][/h2][/color]

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[color=9e0b0f][b]"I'm n---yes."[/b][/color] The cowled man snapped to look at Gwyneira soon after she entered, asking if they were who she implied they were.

  Then the knight went on rambling about how he was too good for a little edge over the others, right in front of an official staff.

  The bridge of his nose contorted with a grimace, but he said nothing more - watching intently as the elf walked forward to inspect cicero's wounds. She could feel his gaze pour over her from under that hood. When she walked past him, he immediately turned and disappeared with nary a sound or trace into the many halls the walkway led to. The door swinging to a close softly behind him...

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