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Silent tears streamed out of Avalon's eyes as he soared north toward his mountain home. He had heard Verloren collapse in the hall as he left, and the Gold's challenge, and he was half tempted to teach the child that his new weakling power was no match for his own, but he would not remain in a place where his dominance was threatened and his love dishonoured. A long loney roar escaped his throat as he flew above the clouds that were now pouring steady rain over the city of Amn.
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