"This Dryad seems to be usefull after all..." thought Mal'ak to himself as he watched as she worked her magic to point her towards Fadren. He silently made his way to them, and sat down at the table. He looked curiously at Fadren.
"So familiar. And why is he so special that the voice asked us to follow him?"
He waited for Fadren to speak. It was time they fully understood the situation.
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