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It's been a very long time since they first began to hate each other. However deep Rayek thought his hate had gone, it was nothing to Cutter's 500 years. He knew that. Being who he was, he hadn't expected Cutter to forgive him as completely as he had. Wolf blood... he'd never fully understand.
"Do you wish it?" Cutter had asked, eyes serious and old.
It had been a very long time. Rayek smiled wryly, and sent a question. Winnowill's spirit writhed and screamed with rage.
Cutter broke into a smile mirroring Rayek's, then died. "Do we dare?"
"We dare."