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[color=6ecff6]"I agree with Vesemir. Any deal with him will bring nothing but danger. The sooner we live [i]Theriadore's Gallery[/i] the better."[/color] 
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The impudence did not escape Arcan. And in some way caused his ethereal form to flinch, so much that he seemed to swallow his pride to correct himself. 

[i][b]"Thank you for your correction, Priestess." [/b][/i]

Noticing that Fia seemed to be frozen under the weight of her own recklessness and the untimely interruption from Miwa, Arcan lowered the hand he had previously extended. Yet he stood there, sighing, waiting for a conclusion that was now rendered joyless.

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Vesemir, followed by Mr Elc, retreated from that stalled negotiation. Eblana and Stepan followed suit. Grim was the air as they walked through that heavy door that was still wide open. And a huge feeling of relief washed over them as they left behind its threshold, even when right behind them, the ominous door leading to the dark room still murmurs sinister whispers.

Jazdia was there, the most eager to leave, yet her tone was solicitous as she noticed that the others did not follow. "Why are Fia and Miwa still there?"

Vesemir tried to explain the aftermath of Fia's admission and her reckless display of temerity; hearing it, the elven ranger immediately rushed back into the vault where the deal was ongoing. Arcan's intimidating figure did not fail to faze, but her exasperation steeled her. Miwa was there right beside her, and knowing the Miko, and the fact that they are still there, that tells enough of Fia's resolve.

[i][i][b]Use whatever artifacts I’m able to walk out with[/b][/i]? Is she for real?[/i]


[color=ec008c]"Are you... mad?"[/color] she said harshly. [color=ec008c]"Surrender these items and get out of here!"[/color]

It galled her that she had to spill it out--- that Fia would even consider Arcan's most insidious offer. The deal reeked of faustian, and the memory of her own circumstance was still razor sharp that Jazdia's concern grew into agitation at the vacillation the human sorceress showed. Yet deep in her heart, she shuddered at the terrible mistake that could have been averted. 

[color=ec008c]"Do not repeat my mistake,"[/color] she added, whispering, almost pleading and mourning. [color=ec008c]"Power comes with a price." [/color]


And to Arcan, Jazdia had lost for words. She glared at him bitterly. Some hypocrite he was, calling her personal imperative for survival foolish and dreading Lythiel's dark accomplishment, yet at this very moment, he flaunted a fatal bargain.


[i][b]"Listen to your friends, if you wish,"[/b][/i] Arcan drawled, his voice a smooth contrast to Jazdia's agitation. [i][b]"Stay safe. Stay small. Stay 'logical.' But do not pretend that warning is similar to wisdom. A mistake is the result of short-sightedness and failure to assess the risk. Are you short-sighted?"[/b][/i]