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[center][color=6ecff6][h3][u]Sharon, Shalador[/u][/h3][/color][/center]

[color=6ecff6]"Yes... I see..."[/color] Mikhail replied, in a serious tone after hearing Gennar's words. His brusque words were a clear indication that he was indeed merely following Faeril's orders. He couldn't help but feel that the words that he spoke to Gennar were somewhat wasted. He was following orders and that was all there was to it.

[color=6ecff6]"You can go back ahead. I don't want to be involved in the decision the group will take regarding the boy and the dog."[/color] Mikhail said with a cold tone as he turned away, sitting down on the remains of a small wall with the healing web in his hands.

Even though he was definitely unsatisfied with the direction things were taking regarding the boy, he knew that he couldn't do anything if the group indeed took a decision. At least as a small consolation for him, the boy wouldn't die by his hands... Unless they were cruel enough to put that task upon him with the excuse that it was him who found the boy first. A series of events that was beyond Mikhail's control. Once again, a reminder that involving himself with others rarely brought anything good to the other party.