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~ The clatter of two blades striking the ground echoes down the corridor. ~
~ "Larry?" ~ Her eyes widen in recognition of his face as Nightblade beams its gentle glow on it. They travel downward and she notices the scars on his shoulders ~ "Oh, Mystra! What have I done?!" ~
~ Rushing forward, she cups his left shoulder to examine the wound ~ "I...I'm so sorry... I didn't know..." ~ a tear drops precariously near the injury and she hurriedly dabs it away with a corner of her lilac cloak. She fumbles further for the potion of healing he had given her before the battle with Meldrin. ~
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