in the Great Forest of Nix, sparring in seclusion from the clan. (knocking Nio's broadsword away and hitting him with a magic that drains one physically, he stumbbles back. catching his footing, smile on his face) "..damn.. if you'd meant to kill, that'd have been much worse.. hey.... did the clan girls tell you? The chiefs dying... he doesn't have a heir... so it seems they're gonna use the battlefield trials, to pick the successor... you should become chief... we need a leader who's strong.."
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