"She... she decided to return me to her. She's agreed to spare me my mortal chains, that I may spread my wings
"She... she decided to return me to her. She's agreed to spare me my mortal chains, that I may spread my wings once more!" Tristian laughs happily, and the unseen choir turns his laughter into a symphony. "O, lady mine, my Healing Light, never shall I stumble again and leave you!"
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