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Post by shana on Feb 24, 2007 5:30:55 GMT -5
When I give a d**n, I'll tell you. Though the lethrblaka had expected Durza would do this, he hadn't expected it at the time, and jerked backwards. He had to hurriedly flap his wings to regain his balence. His mind was defended by deep inner barriers, and messages could float in and out; though his inner mind was still protected. Though it left his mind easier to break into, it stopped Galbatorix killing him. A threat more formost in his mind. The one who is early is alive. The one who is late is dead. The lethrblaka responded to Durza without turning around after his mid-air collapse. He didn't really care about the shade right now. It wasn't very often he got to rest. Though; killing Durza would be a lot more fun then returning to Helgrind. But, some things should not be tried. Not when a species lies in one's own hands.
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