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His jaw dropped at the sight before him, his voice a mere whisper ~ "By all that is mighty and good..." ~ Blinking several times ~ "... how did you do that?" ~ Then turned to see the fatigued half-elf, his eyes darkening considerably ~ "Cyrus, I... I don't know what to say.... except, thank you." ~ Choking on his words, he could not continue. Instead, he reached out with his left arm and gripped the right of his friend firmly, his hand slightly trembling with emotion.
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