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Khaalran stopped struggling, in awe of how well the two men fought, he watched them parrying each other, ducking and dodging, thrusting their blades towards one another, he soon forgot that he was bound to the tree, and followed the flick of shining metal flash against the sunlight. He tried to step forwards, but the binding was still on him, he wrenched himself a pace or so forwards, then falling back, winding himself, and slipping slowly into deep unconsciousness.
[ 11-29-2002, 05:14 PM: Message edited by: Lord High Eater of Legs ]
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