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Whew... I grew up near Mount Dread, but I've never climbed it like this before. |
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This chilling wind... It's freezing my limbs and making it hard to move. And there are sharp rocks protruding out everywhere like so many blades. |
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It's like the mountain doesn't want us here… |
| So cold… | So scared… |
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Are you cold, Silver? MC? |
| *Lilia removes his cloak and places it on Silver* |
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Fine, if I must... Here, put this on. |
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N-no thank you, I'm fine! You're the one who should avoid letting the cold aggravate your wounds, Sir Vanrouge. |
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I'm not completely healed up, but the magic suffusing this mountain empowers us fae. |
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I'm not the least bit cold, so don't worry about me. It'd be much more trouble if either of you keeled over. |
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Then, ah... If you insist... |
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All this excess magic could end up being harmful to you humans... |
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