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"You are quite an annoying presence." The bard heard a female voice somewhere in the thick fog. "Your mind seems locked away from me."

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Taliesin grunted with irritation. "The only nuisance here is you, knight. I don't know why I even bothered helping you against the Orc Queen. I should've just let her kill you back then. The world would certainly be better off without another selfrighteous zealot running around."

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Kyrnil looked around. "This is just another illusion. I am still back in High Rock."

Though he could feel and see his boots digging into the sand, he felt the blazing heat from the sun above him, the hot air of the desert burning his throat.

The Nord drew his Battleaxe. "Show yourself, Dreamweaver! I'll make you pay for turning me into one of your pawns!"

Kyrnil heard no response, he was totally alone in that scorching desert.