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The figure in front seemed to be aware of its predicament; this, he noted grimly ~
"Be careful, Cyrus... you can never tell if whatever that is, is faking it." ~ Instinctively, he gripped the hilt of his long sword and drew it out, very much focused now.
Beside him, Eilonwy pursed her lips while holding on to the reins of her horse tightly. In the moonlight, her pale skin gleamed radiantly. The twinkle never left her beautiful eyes as they, too strained to decipher what was ahead.