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Calaethis eyes blazed in defience, "Release me. Now." his tone was cold. He bared his teeth, without meaning to, snarling at the silver "Who are you, silver one, to challenge me? I, an Elf of the Blood, bonded by the pact of the Golden Ones long ago; before your time, ages past! Golds we once were, mated with elves, ensuring dominance - one line - both dragonic and elven - nobles all... to live again... to awaken once more... " during this, Calaethis was speaking ancient dragonic, his eyes had turned a bright burning gold, the same colour as Sssiks vress'lve's scales. His voice had changed - it was a dragons voice, speaking down though the millennia... suddenly Calaethis snapped out of it, and would have fallen save for Avalons crushing grip on his arm. His eyes returned to their normal colour, and he shook his head, and whispered weakly "W..what just h-happened?"
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