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Danir stood staring at Gregor, his raven hair hanging with perspiration. Gregor returned the look with one of defiance.
"That thing is a sigil of the Great Temple," Danir said through gritted teeth.
"It could gain us unimaginable treasure!" Gregor spat.
A look of disgust cracked Danir's stony face.
"You don't wish to become wealthy, and powerful?!" Gregor asked.
Without reply, Danir turned and walked back to where Yuri waited patiently.
"Where are you going?!"
"To return it to the temple," Danir replied, resettling his gear. "That's my mission."
He mounted, wordlessly resuming his quest.
Incredulous, Gregor watched him go.

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