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His tone was thick with dissatisfaction and blame. The Silver Moon Envoy reached out and gently stroked his long blade, his eyes blood-red. "I'll come back first and take the lives of those elders. Is that not allowed?" He no longer lowered his head as he had before, his gaze locked on the Chief Dean. The Chief Dean spoke unhappily. "Silver Moon Envoy, don't forget that I gave you this blade