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As his eyes fell upon the Mysterium Xarxes, the world around him seemed to drain of colour. Slowly, he became oblivious to the events around him, only taking notice of himself and the book. The young blade fought an inner battle, but slowly he extended his hand towards the book, as he was overcame with feelings of hatred and pride. He jumped in surprise and quickly withdrew his arm when a hand touched his shoulder.
"It's your turn on watch" The voice said, the knight brother turned around to see himself staring into the familiar face of Captain Steffan. He shook his shoulder free of the captains vice like grip
"I...Yes, sir. I'll get right to it" He replied, quickly walking away, opening the wooden doors of cloud ruler temple and entering the cold, bitter night

Yes, I know you can see where I had to edit out the cursor.