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[b][color=00aeef]PAGONIA[/color][/b][/center]

Pagonia mind wandered just a bit as they located which direction to travel to face whoever was attempting to kill them. He wondered just what would be next. Everyone here had become entwined in a fate that they knew nothing about; fate seeking to test them, at-least that was what Pagonia felt. The feeling of being able to rely upon these strangers, and the fact that they could work together was a huge plus. His eyes suddenly locked on to Clara. She had helped heal him and basically saved his life when the krovar attacked. [color=00aeef]"Hey Clara."[/color], Pagonia turned to her with smile brighter than his brother's magic, [color=00aeef]I just wanted to thank you for earlier. Your magic is great."[/color]

Pagonia's smile soon turned to a puzzled look with a small bead of sweat slowly rolled down his face, as he heard Pythia state that he would be dumb enough to run in without putting any thought to a strategy. Raising his hand to the back of his head, he began to slowly rub it. [color=00aeef]"Ah come on, Pythia. That's a rather unfair assumption."[/color] Pagonia could only give a tiny laugh a the end of his words. This couldn't possibly be what they thought of him. All that training with his master made him smarter than what most thought. He only wondered if he could change that thought process.