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It wasn't until the troll roared in pain that Fellwing snapped out of casting magic — though it did nothing to quell her anger. It ran deep now, slithering beneath her scales. And so, while it hadn't been her [i]intent [/i]to hurt the unruly troll, she was not all that sorry that she had. He [i]had [/i]been about to hurt Runa, so he was in no position to complain.

[color=#595555]"Hurts, doesn't it?!"[/color] She snapped, taking a step forward.[color=#595555] "That is what violence nets you; pain. Now [i]do [/i]open your eyes and see [i]who [/i]it is you were about to hurt."[/color] Fellwing glanced at Runa as if to point her out to him, then craned her neck to address Garrock. 

[color=#595555]"And you! How is it that you got into a quarrel with a troll of all things? I did not let you out of my sight for all [i]that [/i]long, even!"[/color]  [/color]