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"If I were my brother, I could just extract what I needed myself." He stated. Coridal couldn't move himself, as he was holding the spell that kept the hunters bound. If he was free he had other ways to make them talk.

"Then lucky for me you aren't him." The old hunter said.

"Yes, I am me." The prince said. "Prince Coridal Adonais." he introduced himself to the hunter.

The old elf finally realized who he was dealing with. Though unlike the guards back in the village he didn't bow to the prince.

"Now, I will only ask one more time. Else I will make sure you and your kin spend the rest of your lives in cells, or worse." He threatned. "My companions and I have more than enough strength to take you all out with ease."

The old hunter seemed to be weighing his options.

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Aliarquen and Andurin rode next to the Vendis Tur during the trip.

Some time later they reached the Ninecian camp at the edge of the Morifel badlands.