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~7 hours later
The sun was starting to set behind the trees, when Jonal, slightly annoyed with the monoton trip, suddenly heard movement from behind him.
"Don't move or I'll shoot." - came an archer's voice from behind him.
The man was about to tell Jonal what he should do, when a familiar voice rang from left of Jonal.
"Jonal? How did you get here? Is everything ok?"
Ghar Dien's face showed a surprised expression, but it seemed that he still trusted Jonal.
[ 12-15-2005, 01:37 PM: Message edited by: dplax ]
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