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Fate steps back a bit from the throne.

"What do you want?"

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"You should be able to figure it out, but I'll just say it, we want the ring that your friend has just acquired."

As Caed finishes the sentence Acron reenters the room with all of the commanders stuff tossed over his shoulder not noticing the newcomers as he is busy eyeing the ring

"This thing sure is shiny" He mutters without looking up.

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"I'm sorry to hear that. Unfortunately, it is now ours. Perhaps you would like some other kind of compensation?"

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Acron looks up at this.

"Wh-" He stops noticing the newcomers.

"I'm afraid my wants trump yours. You are powerful I give you that, but I will take it forcefully if I must." Caed emanates power at the end of the sentence.

Acron shivers at the release of power as he feels it weigh on him, he immediately pockets the ring and readies himself after a couple seconds of being dazed by the show of power.

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Fate's eyes narrow.

"Please take a moment to reconsider. I do not wish to fight you."

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Time Seems to Stop.

"So, What do you want with it."

Caed strolls around the room as he speaks, Him and Fate being the only ones unaffected.

"I need it to help this idiot not fry himself up."

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Fate's eyes follows the fae, unwavering.

"That is not knowledge for your ears, I'm afraid. Not yet."

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"I am just about sick of people being so goddamn cryptic."

Caed sniffs the air.

"You came in contact with my sister, What became of her in her weakened mortal form" He chuckles and smiles towards the end of the sentence.

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"She's dead."

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"Well I can't say I am surprised or saddened by this news. Oh well."

He stops strolling around the room and turns to Fate and walks toward where he was pre-time stop.

"Shall we?"