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Without looking up, Isokla addressed Nivram with a careful tone, her words considerate and weighed within her mind, "I very much doubt that there is anything anyone can do," she cut off and frowned slightly, though her features were still disguised by her long silvery hair, "Unless I find a way, a path, a course, there will be nothing any one can do. It is that simple. We each must choose our own path, though few take the time to weigh or consider their own."
The girl smiled drolly, "Unless you can see the future, I doubt you could aid me. Though, I thank you for the offer." Frowning further, Isokla sighed, "I am at a loss of what to do. I could accompany you, and stain my hands with blood by assocation, or I could leave you... and in doing so, stain my hands with the blood of many more by not finding another solution to when you all leap at combat..." the girl sighed and nodded at Ydalon, "And then there is him..." and added mentally, 'A natural leader if ever I saw one... and no doubt a viper.'
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