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Ydalon
The bandits were getting edgy, and so was he. These were not good odds any longer, and futile acts of bravery would get them nothing. He decided to jump into the debate before their minds were completely set on dying.
"That's enough now" he said. "There are eight of them at least, and three of you that can fight. She's right, it's stupid."
The boy's glare lasted only seconds before a grin swept it away.
"I am Ydalon, I'll guide you past the outlaws. It's only a few hours more."
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