Rolling her head straight, Sabine looked a little disappointed. She didn't like the prospect of being idle and useless for the rest of today, but there wasn't much she could do about it.

Meesei's skill in setting Sabine's rib back into place held Tunxeek in quiet awe as he looked on. He hadn't reached the point in his magical studies where he could pull off treatments like this. He wasn't even sure that father could do that as well as Meesei was. "Meesei, I heard you used to be a Treeminder as well. Did you learn all of your magic from your Treeminder, or from others as well?"

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Janius looked at Kaleeth, considering. "Well if that's the worst that could happen, at least its better than the ambush he tried today." He thought out loud, "Still, I hope it doesn't go to such lengths. I don't think it would accomplish much simply to fight him. Not to mention, unless he had tricks up his sleeve, he would stand no chance against Meesei."

"Would it be a fight to the death, or just submission?" Fendros asked.

Janius bit his lower lip at the possibility. "I don't want to kill him. He's unreasonable, hateful, and dangerous, but the village still needs a Master-Hunter. I couldn't do that to everyone, or to you, Kaleeth."