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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#80bfff">Dark eyes widening slowly, Jyuura gasped softly. </span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#8080ff">"My purpose..." </span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#80bfff">He murmured to himself. Yes, it was all coming back to him now. He'd almost completely forgotten what he was sent to Corus to do. With all the killing he'd gotten a bit preoccupied, his more malicious self taking shape. As he came to realization, the aura of good he was following was quickly fading away. <br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#8080ff">"Shit..." </span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#80bfff">he spoke in an almost inaudible voice. </span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#8080ff">"Stupid, stupid stupid..."</span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#80bfff">The aura of blood lust around the male faded into one of worry and fear. He clenched the staff between his fingers tightly, so tight that it began to hurt. He grabbed at his chest, breathing hard, like he was having a panic attack of sorts. "I have to follow...them...I--I can't fail him..." he thought. "Mother will be sad if I don't do a good job..." his voice was full of woe, the worry clear in his voice as he spoke to himself seeming to have forgotten about the other, becoming lost in his mixed feelings.</span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#8080ff">â??I have no time for your inquiriesâ?¦ I have to goâ?¦.â? </span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#80bfff">They were probably long gone by now but he had to at least try, right? If he was unsuccessful at catching up with Twilightâ??s enemies at least he could say he triedâ?¦and that would be good enough for him. <br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#8080ff">â??I do not intend on fighting youâ?¦. But if thatâ??s what you want then so be it. Mind you though, I will not be merciful. Iâ??ll cut you down just like the rest.â?</span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#80bfff">Turning away from the other he began walking the opposite way. There was no time to waste.</span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#8080ff">â??But, if you are not a foe of mine you are welcome to come along. I suppose I could use the company, and the way you talk to yourself Iâ??m thinking you could use some too.â?</span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#80bfff">He figured he wouldn't necessarily have to catch up with them... Maybe just track them enough to know where they were headed. Yes... That was a good plan. There was no need to freak out--that was a quality of himself he could help though.</span><br/>​</div>