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-==Story IC: Vanon==-
Weeks later...
Horace, the fool that he was, had done as Vanon had said; the unresting spirits of the brotherhood had gone back to their sleep. There was only one thing left to do. "Kelsier." Vanon's voice was hardened with a frosty demeanor. Near the edge of an artic glacier, his misted breath only added to the chilling effect. After all this time, it was still hard to believe that Kelsier was the one abandon the Kingdom. There was only one repayment for what he had done.
Kelsier turned to face Vanon, his hair windswept, and a light dusting of snow lingering on parts of his cloak. "Brother." He replied, smiling. But he drew his sword all the same.
Vanon laughed. "Brothers by bonds Kelsier, not by love for one another. You have no emotional shield to fight with."
Kelsier nodded, unclipped his cload, and threw it aside. "Then..." He said quietly, adjusting to a fighting stance. "We both know what must be done."
Vanon drew his sword, and their blades clashed.
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It seems in every hero's time they find an enemy that defeats them in battle. Their reply? Look up in the pouring rain, and chase down their nemisis for a showdown.
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