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The wraith’s eyes narrowed, “Perhaps, but perhaps not, Wizard. You are not as great as you think, and I am not so weak.”
"I suppose," he replied, rubbing his arm uncomfortably. "I suppose that does count for something." Murazor looked at the Istar with some confusion, and tilting his head added, "Well done?"
"Thank you very much. I did have to get a new staff from Galadriel, and she was none-too-happy about it. Anyhow, I'm very glad we don't have to fight again, or at least I hope we don't ever have to." He bowed to Murazor deeply, then stood and grinned at him. "I know you've been quite wary of me in the past, but I'd like to think of us as friends."















