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Taliesin's voice returned to normal. "Are you so pathetic that you can't defeat any opponent without relying on Stendarr's power? Had it not been for your father's judgement you would be dead now. The self-righteous zealot is a hypocrite, who would've guessed."

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Kyrnil collapsed to his knees on the ground by the time he reached the sandstone house. "Gods damn this place." He muttered.

"Hey, that's my house you're talking about." A female Khajiit said, sitting on the roof of the square sandstone house.

"Nibasa?" Kyr asked, looking up at her.

"Long time no see, son of Kyne." She replied.

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The Companions were getting the hang of Carden's blessing. They understood that green meant friendly.

"Here, more green." One Companion called out in the fog. His group of a dozen Nords followed the green tint and found him, Kyrnil, just standing there with a blank look on his face.

"Harbinger!" They called to him, but he didn't respond.

"This must be the witch general's doing." Another Companion muttered. "We've got to help him."

"He is beyond your help." A man said as he came through the fog. He reached the fist companion and attacked with quick speed, his sword moving effortlessly through the thick air.