If one of the patrols sighted the Citadel, a course correction might beneeded. ”“You already know what the answer is!” Tristan growled. The dark cloud stopped spinning and vanished. She is indeed their leader, she realized.
“I refuse to accept your swords,” Tristan said. He wished them good luck and said it was too bad. “That is true,” he answered. “What type of fool do you take mefor?” he asked.
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