"Thank the gods you're alive! I was so afraid for you!"
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- "I had to find you."
- "In Vordakai's tomb I saw... something odd. What were those wings that appeared behind your back, Tristian?"
- "Tell me, are you satisfied? Satisfied with the suffering to countless innocents by opening those portals? Ans
- "All who have erred deserve a second chance — isn't that what Sarenrae teaches us? Let's talk, you and I."
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- "I want answers, Tristian."
- "I should break your neck, traitor!"
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